Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 252 - 252: 248: Thousands of mistakes, all are my fault!

Chapter 252 - 252: 248: Thousands of mistakes, all are my fault!

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Richelle Dunn’s eyes conveyed an air of calm, but in reality, her heart was being rocked by tumultuous waves.

Previously, she had imagined countless possibilities when confessing the truth to Roy Lewis, and what had transpired between them yesterday and today was just one step away from the worst-case scenario she had envisioned.

Roy Lewis knew that he had hurt her deeply, but there was no going back and undoing the damage.

At this moment, he should have been by her side, holding her tightly, offering her the utmost comfort and support.

But he had been a fool, allowing Harris Dunn to provoke him, his anger taking control, and becoming a weapon Harris used to hurt her.

“Richelle, I believe you! I believe they are our children, and it was me who was careless and foolish yesterday. I fell for Harris’s trick and said those things to you.”

Roy Lewis, who was usually calm and collected, appeared anxious and restless for once.

Richelle looked at him and speculated that he must have received some twisted and exaggerated information from somewhere. She had never expected that his source would be Harris.

In other words, both he and she had been played by Harris Dunn!

Sooner or later, she would settle the score with Harris Dunn.

However, for now, she needed to settle her accounts with Roy Lewis first.

“Roy Lewis, my conscience has been uneasy all along. I’ve always felt sorry and guilty toward you. I want to say ‘I’m sorry’ to you about this.”

“From the moment I saw Timmy, I knew he was my child, and you were the man from that night. But after my master took me to South Asia, I was completely cut off from the East-Asia side, and I had no evidence to prove that I was a victim.”

“I was afraid that you would think of me as a vicious woman who trapped you and used the child to gain power, and I was even more afraid that you would take Timothy and Tifanny away. So, I kept it a secret, hoping to find some strong evidence to prove my innocence and guiltlessness…”

“Before yesterday, I asked Hugo Camrey to accompany me to Lordon, not only to formally declare war on Jayden Dunn and his son as the true Richelle Dunn but also to get this medical report.”

“I left you a note, intending to tell you the truth when I returned. However, when I did return with the evidence, excited to confess everything to you, you instead treated me as the villain who was persecuting you and Timmy!”

Richelle Dunn didn’t intend to blame Roy Lewis for anything. She just felt that the degree of closeness between her and him hadn’t reached a level where they couldn’t be apart from each other.

That’s why individuals like Harris, the scheming villain, could easily take advantage of the situation; a few words would be enough to successfully sow discord.

“I’m sorry…”, Roy Lewis didn’t try to defend himself because, in his heart, he really believed “It’s all my fault!”

Richelle Dunn seemed not to hear his apology, but she didn’t want to say much more either. She turned and pointed upstairs.

“As for the truth about the children, that’s all there is. As for Timothy and Tifanny, it’s up to you what you want to do.”

Roy Lewis looked at her with a complicated expression, his heart still filled with many questions and things he wanted to know – about her, about the children.

But he also knew that she probably needed some space and time alone to sort things out and calm down right now.

And his presence would only make her feel worse.

“Then I’ll go and see them…”

Roy Lewis got up, and when he passed by Richelle Dunn, he stopped.

The day before, she had allowed him to stay by her side and do whatever he pleased.

Today, she was within arm’s reach, but he didn’t even have the courage to touch her.

Seeing him pause, Richelle Dunn lifted her head and urged him on without any expression on her face.

“Hurry up, my master will come for dinner later. My place is small, and it’s not big enough to accommodate someone as important as Master Lewis!”

Richelle Dunn made no effort to hide her disgust and her intention to send Roy away.

The villa had an area at least five or six times that of her house in Kindur.

Back in Kindur, she had never said that such a small house couldn’t accommodate Roy, except for the first time.

Now, even a place big enough for a medium-sized party couldn’t accommodate Roy in her eyes.

The real reason was simply that in her heart, she was no longer willing to leave him much footing.

At least, before Roy Lewis regains her 100% trust and recognition, this foothold will never be as large as before.

Roy Lewis knew that he had been demoted from a regular student to a probationary student, but he had no desire to defend or fight for it.

Although he was very disappointed and sad.

But this was all his own fault, and he had no shame in asking Richelle Dunn to restore his status and rights to eat with her.

“Well, I’ll go up and see them, talk to them for a while; I haven’t seen them for more than a day, and I miss them!”

These words were not false.

Even though his mind was filled with various thoughts of Richelle Dunn these past two days, he occasionally thought of Timothy and Tifanny and wondered how their lives would be with such an irresponsible mother.

Richelle Dunn waved at him, lowered her head, held her forehead with her hand, and closed her eyes.

It was only a few hundred words of statement and self-defense, but it seemed to have exhausted all her strength and spirit.

She listened carefully to Roy Lewis’s footsteps until they became faint, and then heard Nathan Caroule’s voice from the second floor. Only then did her tense nerves completely relax.

Her whole body seemed to collapse, completely limp on the sofa.

Upstairs, as soon as Roy Lewis appeared at the entrance of the living room, Nathan Caroule walked over and whispered to him.

“Master, how did it go? Have you appeased her?”

Although Nathan asked this, he knew that the mistake Master Lewis had made this time wasn’t something that could be forgiven with just talking once or twice.

At least, he had to do something practical and touching.

Of course, Nathan Caroule wouldn’t dare to say these words out loud.

Roy Lewis didn’t answer him, just looked deeply into his eyes, and then walked towards his children in the living room with big strides.

All three of the siblings looked up at him. Probably due to their elder brothers’ education, Tifanny, who had just taken the initiative to be friendly with him, was now sitting on the sofa, blinking her big eyes at him, but not actively calling him or coming over to be close to him.

Roy Lewis knew he was at fault and couldn’t bring himself to blame the children.

He walked up to the three children, half-squatted down, and tried to look at them with an equal gaze as his three precious children.

“Babies, this time, Daddy was wrong!”

Timothy and Timmy stared at him without speaking.

Tifanny was the easiest to soften up. She glanced at her two elder brothers and then at Roy Lewis. After some hesitation, she reached out with her little hand and patted Roy Lewis’s face, encouraging him sweetly.

“Daddy, it’s okay. Mommy said that everyone makes mistakes. As long as you can change, that’s fine!”

Roy Lewis looked at his daughter’s lively and beautiful eyes and couldn’t help but open his arms, embracing his daughter and his two sons, who were still sulking at him.

“Okay, Daddy will change! I’ll change until Mommy is satisfied, okay?”

It wasn’t until now that Roy Lewis finally became excited for his regained children, holding the three little ones in his arms, rubbing his face against this one’s cheek, and then rubbing against another one’s forehead, and kissing the other one’s curly hair.

Tifanny leaned obediently against him, while Timothy tried to struggle but couldn’t break free.

It was Timmy who forcefully wriggled out of his arms, moved away a little, crossed his arms, and looked at Roy Lewis with a calm expression.

Roy Lewis raised his eyebrows to look at him, “Baby, what’s wrong?”

Timmy stared at him unblinkingly for a while before speaking.

“Daddy, on behalf of Mommy, my brother, and sister, I have a few requests for you.”

Although Timmy was only a little over four years old, he had a clear mind and decisive decision-making ability.

As for Nathan Caroule sitting on the sofa next to them, he couldn’t help clapping for the young master.

Now was undoubtedly the best time to discuss conditions and make requests..