Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 501: In front of Mommy, They Are Still Children

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Timmy and Timothy took the charity project left to them by their father and turned it into a playground for showcasing their talents.

Hence, a series of projects stemming from the original charity project might appear unfeasible at first, but after thorough study, you’ll find these offshoots are actually more profitable than the original.

Because of their excellent report, the three mischievous children woke up the next morning to the familiar scent of stuffed buns, which they hadn’t smelled in a while.

The three little ones dashed towards the kitchen, shouting, “Mommy!”

Richelle, wearing an apron, turned around and opened her arms to embrace her three children who had flocked around her.

She leaned down and kissed each of their little faces.

“Babies, did you sleep well?”

The smell of the stuffed buns had the kids drooling.

“We slept very well. Mommy, did you come back just to make us buns?”

Tiffany, who felt sympathetic for Richelle, tenderly reached out to touch her face.

Richelle nodded, “Yes, it’s been a while since you had mommy’s homemade breakfast, hasn’t it?”

Timothy licked his lips, “Yes, I’ve been craving it, Mommy, look, I’m salivating.”

Richelle laughed at his antics before hearing Timmy ask.

“Mommy, Dad won’t mind you coming back home so early, will he?”

Richelle laughed, “Dad’s still asleep. I sneaked back!”

Tiffany said in surprise, “Will Daddy be mad at us for stealing his wife?”

Timmy pinched her tiny face, earnestly schooling her.

“If Daddy gets mad, little sister, you cry and say we’re adorable kids lacking maternal love…”

The playful antics of her three treasures made Richelle laugh heartily. “Alright, you guys go to the dining room and figure out how to appease your dad. I’ll finish making the few remaining buns and bring them out for you.”

The children, who hadn’t been accompanied by their parents for a while, seemed to have endless topics to chatter about during breakfast.

Although Richelle had been spending daytime with the kids in the Lewis Group premises over the past few days, the workplace atmosphere felt different.

Besides, when Timmy and Timothy returned to the Lewis Group, they seemed to take on the seriousness of their father, Roy Lewis.

Only in the relaxing environment at home would the children reveal their true playful nature.

It was at this moment that Richelle really felt the reality of her children being just over five years old.

During these days at the Lewis Group, she had grown accustomed to treating the boys as intellectual equals.

Firstly, in such an environment, if she still treated them as toddlers, it would be like denying their serious attitudes.

Secondly, the boys’ aura and abilities in the Lewis Group naturally made people forget their young age and simply treat them as reliable partners.

“Mommy, the nougat candy you bought last time was so yummy, we want to have it again!”

Timmy’s words were echoed by his younger siblings.

“Yes, yes, Mommy, you said that it’s made of fructose which is not harmful to the teeth and can be consumed moderately.”

Seeing the three innocent, smiling faces, Richelle nodded in agreement.

“Okay, Mommy will contact the candy store owner in a bit and ask him to deliver the candy, so you guys will have something to eat when you come back tonight.”

The children cheered jubilantly.

On their way back to the Lewis Group, the children asked when their father would come home.

Richelle couldn’t answer right away.

Roy had undergone a full medical checkup yesterday, and his indicators showed good recovery.

Aside from the cast on his leg, his other injuries were minor enough for him to recuperate at home.

So later that day after work, when Richelle returned to the hospital, she brought up the topic with Roy.

Roy contemplated for a moment before speaking.

“Actually, I’ve been considering this issue myself these past few days.”

“What conclusion did you come to?”

Richelle wasn’t certain of Roy’s specific plans with his uncle, so she didn’t know how long he intended to remain undercover in the hospital.

But in fact, as long as the home security measures were in place, there would be no significant difference between recuperating at home and staying in the hospital.

However, Richelle didn’t mention this.

Because, if she did, Roy would likely neglect any negative consequences and choose to accommodate her wishes.

“I, of course, want to go home. On the one hand, staying here limits my activities, but more importantly, it drastically reduces the time I get to spend with my children.”

“You know how our kids are, just a little time apart, and I feel like they’ve grown a lot. So even though my hospital stay hasn’t been that long, every time I notice changes in them, I feel like I’ve missed out on part of their growth.”

Richelle reminded him, “If you come home, will it affect your plans with your uncle? Will it pose a threat to your personal safety?”

Roy’s hesitation stemmed from these two factors.

“As long as my personal safety is guaranteed, it won’t affect our plans. So, for these past few days, Nathan has been recalling some of the security forces stationed elsewhere to ensure the safety of our family..”