Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 257 - 257: 253: You’re just like me, a single dog!

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Roy Lewis felt that Margareth was acting a bit odd today, but he went online to see if there were any new developments.

So, he didn’t ask her any more about it and went back to the main topic.

“No new developments in the central region?”

Recently, there had been some undercurrents surging on Mason Lilliput’s side, probably due to the failed operation against the Thompsons’ branch, which had indirectly boosted the morale of the opponents.

Kennedy Green and his colleagues believed that they should make some big moves to deter the other side.

“Nothing for now…”

Roy Lewis was a bit disappointed, but he knew that he couldn’t blame Margareth for it.

After that, the two didn’t communicate any further.

Roy Lewis then pulled out a bunch of files on the Dunn Group and began to study them carefully.

Early the next morning, Richelie Dunn, as usual, woke up the three children. Though their living place had changed, their habits remained the same. Richelle was preparing a hearty breakfast in the kitchen, while the three children played on the lawn outside the kitchen.

Richelle left the kitchen door open to the lawn, and she could hear the three kids discussing their father.

“Big brother, brother, when will daddy finally coax mommy back?” Compared to her two brothers, Tifanny obviously couldn’t keep her cool. Richelle sharpened her ears and listened carefully, hearing her eldest son say, ■What’S the hurry? We have to teach our stupid daddy a lesson first.” Richelle chuckled in her heart, thinking that the pain of childbirth was worth it after all!

Now, these children knew how to cherish her!

Timothy then added, “Yeah! Men have bad habits. We can’t spoil them too much!”

Richelle nearly burst out laughing. How old was this little brat, yet he already knew about men’s bad habits?

And, dear son, that’s your own father you’re talking about!

Did you have to be so ruthless?

Tifanny, bombarded by her brothers, seemed a little disheartened.

“So, we won’t see daddy later?”

Timmy scoffed, “How’s that possible? I’ll bet five cents that daddy will definitely come for breakfast.”

Timothy agreed, ‘Til bet five cents too!”

Richelle almost died laughing at their words, and then she casually glanced at the cooking station, realizing that the stuffed buns and dumplings she was frying were actually enough for three adults and three children.

Alright, I’ll bet five cents too!

Richelle had just finished placing her bet when the doorbell rang outside. Without Richelie’s instructions, the three little ones went to the intercom, “Who are you looking for?”

Tifanny asked in a sweet and tender voice.

“My babies, it’s daddy!”

Roy Lewis’s deep voice came through the intercom, echoing faintly in the yard. After being educated by her brothers yesterday, Tifanny didn’t dare to act on her own. She first looked at her brothers and then whispered to her brothers after turning off the intercom.

“Brothers, should we open the door?”

Timothy then went to the kitchen door, poking his little head in, “Mommy, uncle’s here. Should we open the door?”

Richelle smiled at him, “This is your home too. If you want to open the door just open it.”

Richelle cleared herself out of the way, leaving it to the children to decide whether their father could enjoy a hot breakfast.

Timothy seemed a bit hesitant, scratching his head as he walked back to his brother and sister.

“Did mommy agree?”

Tifanny asked impatiently.

Timothy shook his head, and Tifanny’s face immediately fell with disappointment.

“Mommy said it’s up to us.”

Tifanny immediately cheered up, raising her little hand high, “I agree to open

“Loser…”, Timothy scoffed and patted her head, “I disagree!”

Timmy looked at his brother and then at his sister.

He didn’t care if their silly dad was kept outside, after all, when you make a mistake, you have to face the consequences.

Since Daddy made Mommy angry, it’s only right that he should be taught a lesson and punished.

However, his brother and sister had different opinions, and it seemed that whichever side he chose would make them unhappy.

“I abstain!”

At such a young age, Timmy had already quickly mastered the trick of being a big brother.

Timothy and Tifanny did not blame him, but rather naturally stretched out their little hands, “Come on, rock-paper-scissors!”

The two little ones played best of three, and Tifanny won the right to speak with a score of two-to-one, so she happily ran to open the door.

The two brothers followed leisurely, and by the time they were halfway there, Tifanny had already pulled Roy Lewis, with both hands full of shopping bags ’ inside, followed by Nathan Caroule, who also had his hands full of stuff. “Daddy/Uncle, good morning! Uncle Caroule, good morning!” Although the two brothers disagreed with opening the door, they still greeted Roy Lewis dutifully and then went up to help carry some of the things.

“Daddy, what did you buy?”

Timmy asked as he peeked inside the bag.

Roy Lewis touched his head with the hand he’d just freed, “Did you sleep well last night?”

Timmy looked up at him, giving him a sidelong glance.

Nonsense, this is my home, how could I not be used to it?”

Roy Lewis realized he had said the wrong thing and laughed self- deprecatingly.

“Um, it’s Daddy who’s not used to staying in a hotel.”

Timmy pursed his lips, muttering softly, “Serves him right…”

Roy Lewis also felt he deserved it. He bent down and picked up Tifanny in one arm.

“Last time Mommy mentioned that your seasonal clothes don’t fit anymore, so

I bought some new ones. You can try them on later.”

Richelle Dunn came back in a hurry. Although there were clothes in the wardrobe, indeed only one or two sets still fit.

Seeing that Roy Lewis was being reasonable, Timmy finally stopped complaining.

Roy Lewis and Nathan Caroule entered the house with the three children through the main door, and immediately smelled the delicious aroma.

“Young Master, what is your mommy cooking for breakfast? It smells so good!” Nathan Caroule asked the Timothy beside him.

Timothy smiled at him, “Uncle Caroule, you can just call me Timothy and my sister Tifanny.”

Tifanny turned her head from Roy Lewis’ arms, “Yeah, Uncle Caroule, we’re all kids, calling us young master and young miss is so weird!”

With a sweet smile on her face, showing her white teeth, she looked both beautiful and adorable, which made Nathan Caroule itch with delight. Tifanny, let Uncle Caroule hold you for a moment.”

He reached out, but was immediately met with a fierce glare from the little princess’s own father. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, swung it awkwardly then bowed his head to look at the equally cute and handsome Timothy. “Timothy, can Uncle Caroule hold you?”

Timothy grinned, “Uncle Caroule, you sound like one of those weird uncles from those law and order shows!”

His remark made Roy Lewis laugh.

With a smile in his eyes, he glanced at Nathan Caroule, “You should pay more attention to your personal image in the future. And if you want to hold someone, hurry up and get married and have your own kids. Don’t always have designs on my sons and daughters.”

Nathan Caroule was not pleased, “Master, look at what you’re saying, as if you’re married. Did you forget, Master Lewis, that you are now, just like me a single dog!”

How could Roy Lewis forget? If it weren’t for his own mistakes, he would now have a spouse and three children.

However, while he was secretly heartbroken, he still appeared calm on the surface.

“I have three children, do you have any?”