Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 111: Chapter 107: The son was holding the wrong one!

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Because Richelle “finished the task ahead of time,” Timothy and Tifanny’s rural vacation with Mrs. Walker was shortened from a week to five days.

Timmy found out about the news while Richelle was giving him an acupuncture lesson and jumped up with joy on the spot.

“Great, I want to go to the airport to pick up my little brother and sister!”

Richelle couldn’t agree to this kind of thing casually.

Timmy knew it very well too and decided to talk to Roy Lewis himself during lunch.

“Daddy, my little brother and sister are flying back in the afternoon. I want to go pick them up.”

Roy Lewis naturally looked at Richelle who had been left by his son to have dinner, “Aren’t they coming back the day after tomorrow?”

Richelle replied truthfully, “The wedding finished yesterday. Timothy and Tifanny said they missed their big brother and wanted to come back earlier, so 1 helped them change to the noon flight, which will arrive in Kindur at around four in the afternoon.”

The first thought that crossed Roy’s mind was, surprisingly, the same as Timmy’s – to pick up the two little kids himself.

Having not seen them for several days, he honestly missed them a bit.

He had grown used to the lively scene of all the children together these days, Timothy and Tifanny’s absence meant that Timmy had become much quieter, frequently showing a forlorn expression on his small face. Consequently, even Roy, as their father, surprisingly felt somewhat lonely.

He quickly went through his afternoon itinerary in his head and realized that every item was vital that none could be rescheduled.

Roy was a bit regretful, “1 can’t make it in the afternoon.”

Richelle hurriedly said, “It’s not a problem, Mr. Lewis. I can just drive them myself.”

However, Roy directly rejected her proposal, “No, that small car of yours is not safe for carrying several children. 1’11 ask Goodey to drive the RV, so the kids can play in the car.”

Richelle wanted to say something else, but the little Young Master, who had been quiet for several days, happily spoke up.

“Yay, 1 can play with my little brother and sister!”

Seeing her son’s joyful demeanor, Richelle swallowed the refusal and her words along with her saliva.

At around four in the afternoon, Richelle and Timmy stood at the airport exit, their eyes bright and quickly filtering the passengers passing by.

Soon, two cute children holding hands emerged from the exit, their faces identical, with large eyes and rosy cheeks, one with a mushroom haircut and the other with a ponytail. Their heads swung from left to right, as they chatted about seemingly interesting things.

Timmy spotted his little brother and sister right away and ran toward them, tugging on Richelle’s hand, “Little brother and sister! We’re here to pick you up!”

The three kids quickly embraced each other, laughing and calling out, attracting the attention of everyone in the airport.

Richelle had always been very cautious; as long as there were outsiders present, she never exposed the true appearance of all three children, even if Roy was not around.

So, when she got out of the car, she had Timmy wear a large face mask and pulled his hoodie over his head. After picking up the two kids, she had Timothy and Tifanny put on masks as well before walking with Mrs. Walker and the three children to the parking lot.

On the return trip, Richelle pulled the curtain between the RV cabin and the driver’s seat, letting the three kids run wild and make a ruckus in the RV cabin.

When they arrived at a supermarket near Richelle’s home, Mrs. Walker got out to buy groceries. Some children clamored to buy snacks, while others wanted to buy hats, so Richelle had to take the three mischievous children out of the car.

Driver Parker got out of the car as well, waiting for them at the supermarket checkout.

Upon entering the supermarket, Tifanny wanted to buy chips and beef jerky, while Timothy went to buy hats. Mrs. Walker and Richelle decided to split into two groups to save time and feed the children sooner.

Mrs. Walker led Timmy and Tifanny to buy snacks, while Richelle took Timothy to the clothing section to buy a hat.

The clothing section was relatively empty; Richelle picked several hats for Timothy, letting him stand in front of the mirror (after removing his mask) and try them on one by one.

After trying on two or three hats, an anxious voice suddenly came.

“Dr. Dunn!”

Startled, Richelle turned her head and met Roy’s deep, black eyes.

She instinctively wanted to hide Timothy behind her, but Roy’s gaze had already fallen on Timothy, who had turned his head wearing a hat. He stretched out his long arm and brought Timothy to his side.

“Timmy, I’m sorry, Daddy promised Grandpa Clarkson last night that he would go home to have dinner with him tonight.”

Richelle’s face changed color, what could she do now? The kid Roy Lewis was holding was Timothy, not Timmy!

Richelle’s mind raced, quickly thinking of a counter measure.

“Timmy, didn’t you just say you want to pee? Come on, Auntie will take you there.”

Saying that, she tried to pull Timothy back, hoping to notify Timmy to come over so the brothers could swap places.

“Mr. Lewis, could you wait for a moment please…”

Unexpectedly, Roy Lewis bent down and picked up Timothy, “I’ll take him to the restroom near the exit. He’s a boy, it’s not convenient for you.”

Saying that, he took a few steps forward.

Richelle stomped her foot anxiously and trotted after them, frantically winking at the kidnapped Timothy, signaling him to act accordingly.

Roy Lewis turned his head, and Richelle quickly put on a serious face.

Roy Lewis smiled apologetically at her, “Grandpa is in a hurry, Timmy and 1 will go home first, please apologize to Timothy and Tifanny for me.”

Not waiting for Richelle to say anything else, he strode out with his long legs.

Richelle could only watch helplessly as Timothy was taken out of the supermarket as if he were Timmy by Roy Lewis.

A few minutes later, Richelle received a message from Timothy.

“Mommy, don’t worry, I’ll be careful!”

Although Richelle knew that Timothy was more cunning and adaptable than Timmy and Tifanny, Roy Lewis was taking him to the mansion, where there were many people with numerous eyes. What if Timothy accidentally blew his cover?

Richelle was frantic at the supermarket, while the little scoundrel Timothy was calm and composed as he let his daddy carry him to the restroom and then into another black luxury car.

“Daddy, where are we going now?”

The first time Timothy called Roy Lewis ‘daddy’ in his presence, he felt like it wasn’t enough, and when Roy Lewis responded, he asked again, “Daddy, is Grandpa Clarkson alright?”

Timothy clearly remembered that on the day Grandpa Clarkson and Daddy’s birthday, he had fainted from anger due to the bad guy.

Roy Lewis thought his son was especially caring and sensible today, patting his hat-covered head with a smile.

“He’s fine, he’s doing very well!”

Timothy furrowed his brow, “Then why is Daddy in such a hurry?!”

Timothy’s thoughts were meticulous, and he thought that Grandpa Clarkson was ill again, which was why Daddy desperately wanted to take his brother back to see him.

The blame actually lay with Roy Lewis.

Because of the blind date issue, Grandpa Clarkson had been angry with him for several days, and then Grandpa Clarkson sent the butler to call and say that he missed Timmy, asking him to take Timmy home for dinner today.

It was clear that both parties were trying to give each other a way out.

Who would have thought that when Roy Lewis heard that Timothy and Tifanny were back, he would completely forget about the agreement with Grandpa Clarkson?

Just as the butler called to confirm the exact time of Roy Lewis’s return, he remembered the matter.

“I’m sorry, baby, Daddy is to blame for forgetting this!”

Timothy rarely got so close to Roy Lewis, and now, hearing his sincere apology, he leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“It’s okay, Daddy is busy, it’s normal to forget some things.”

For a moment, Roy Lewis was touched by his considerate and loving son, his heart melting like water.

He couldn’t help but hug him and give him a kiss on the cheek as well..