Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 808: Chapter 804: Whose Words Carry Weight

Richelle Dunn didn’t follow the excitement, and then she saw Roy Lewis carrying Tiffany in his arms, with Timothy and Timmy holding his arm. The four of them walked in together.

Richelle went to greet them, “Why did you come back so early?”

Roy leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

“You took out the big guns, how could I not come back early?”

Richelle wanted to say she didn’t do anything, then remembered Tiffany’s voice message.

“Daddy, when are you coming back? My brother, mommy, and I miss you so much!”

Richelle clicked her tongue, “So, our baby girl’s words are so effective.”

Roy laughed, leaned in and pecked her on the cheek.

“Wait a moment, and I’ll tell you whose words work well!”

The three kids laughed and chimed in together.

“Of course, mommy’s words work best!”

Richelle felt like she was being schemed against by both the children and Roy. She reached out to pinch Tiffany’s face.

“Yes, all of you are so good at talking!”

Roy put Tiffany down on the sofa and sat down himself.

The three kids treated him like Monkey Mountain, climbing all over him.

They chatted and told him various interesting things.

Roy listened with a smile, but his eyes would occasionally glance at Richelle, who was also smiling on the side.

Eventually, he wrapped a long arm around the three kids, and with his other hand, held Richelle’s. Their fingers interlocked tightly.

Richelle thought that Roy sometimes looked as innocent as a lovesick teenager, his actions similar to those of a cringey boy.

Naive and shy, yet incredibly heartwarming.

Richelle found it pathetic that her heart would race just because he held her hand, as if she were a lovestruck young girl.

Trying to repress her inner turmoil, Richelle pretended to be indifferent, letting him hold her hand tightly while she scrolled through her phone nonchalantly with the other.

“Daddy, can you come to next week’s parent-child activity? It’s inviting parents and children to participate.”

Had Tiffany not mentioned it, Richelle would have almost forgotten about it.

As for Roy, he didn’t even know there was such an event.

He glanced at Richelle and then gently stroked the little girl’s long, silky straight hair.

“Baby, Daddy will try his best…”

He didn’t dare make even a simple promise now.

First, his work was already full to the brim.

Second, besides the planned work, there were many unexpected emergencies that required his urgent attention.

Only after taking on this responsibility did he realize how immense Kennedy Green’s endurance and tolerance were.

Maggie Mitchell said he was more suitable for this job than Kennedy, but he didn’t think she was just being diplomatic.

However, he still had no intention of staying in the position.

He thought he was a person without grand love.

Compared to Kennedy’s grand ambitions, he preferred to plan a beautiful blueprint for his small family.

Tiffany pouted disappointingly, “Others have their mommies and daddies with them…”

Timmy pinched her little face and comforted her.

“But no one else has two brothers like you!”

The little girl grinned.

“Yeah, no one else has two handsome and awesome brothers!”

Timothy tugged her other cheek, “Silly girl…”

Roy watched the two sons who helped him out and leaned down to kiss all three children’s foreheads one by one.’+

‘”Babies, Daddy loves you!”

The three little ones also threw their arms around his neck.

“Daddy, we love you too!”

It wasn’t the first time Richelle heard these grands and kids express their love for each other, but her eyes still became red.

She turned her face away and blinked vigorously.

Roy, holding the kids, kept talking to them until 9:30.

He then let Mrs. Collins and Mrs. Walker take them to take a bath, while he went upstairs to take a shower.

After that, he went back to the kids’ bedroom to tell them bedtime stories. When the kids finally fell asleep, he and Richelle left quietly.

As soon as the door closed, Roy enveloped Richelle into his embrace.

Richelle let him, just looking up at his face.

He asked,”Do you still need to work overtime?”

Roy helplessly nodded, “Yeah, there are still some documents I haven’t finished.”

Richelle nodded, “You go to the study, I’ll go next door to do my stuff.”

If he was dealing with Lewis Group’s work, Richelle could sit next to him.

But much of what he was doing now was confidential, and Richelle naturally needed to keep her distance.

Roy nodded, “I’ll try to finish by eleven, just wait for me!”

Richelle nodded, “No rush, I have a lot to do too.”

Richelle wasn’t in a hurry, but Roy was.

Not having held her for days, his blood pool had almost dried up.

He lowered his head and kissed her forcefully.

“Wait for me!”

After speaking in a low and husky voice, he reluctantly released his hands around her waist.

As they moved apart, he couldn’t help but cup her face for another deep kiss.

When they finally let go, both of their breaths were a little ragged. Richelle rested her head on his chest for a moment.

Then she lifted her head and gently pinched his waist.

“You go, I’ll make you a cup of fruit tea.”