Chapter 296: Chapter 292: Master Lewis, would you like a VIP service tonight?
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Richelle pulled his hand off and held his arm, coaxing him in a soft, tender voice.
“Master Lewis, of course I care about you. How about this? I’ll give you a VIP service tonight?”
Roy Lewis heard this and thought it was a good idea!
“Really?”
Richelle smiled, “Really, Dr. Dunn never lies to people!”
Roy Lewis didn’t know whether to be amused or annoyed when he heard this.
“Dr. Dunn, didn’t you forget that you lied to me about being married and divorced? You also misled me, making me think your ex-husband was a piece of crap. I remember all of this clearly.”
Thinking of how he once felt jealous over her non-existent “ex-husband,” Roy Lewis felt wronged.
As it turned out, his unease back then was just him being jealous of himself.
Richelle was speechless as he brought up the past.
“Master Lewis, haven’t I been honest with you about that before?”
Roy Lewis, of course, knew that it wasn’t her fault. If there was anyone to blame, it was his inexplicable mentality.
“Dr. Dunn, what should I do? I seem to lack a sense of security and reality.”
Richelle grabbed his hand and waved it in front of him, “Master Lewis, you’re holding on so tight, and you still don’t feel secure?”
Roy Lewis enjoyed Richelie’s soft and gentle coaxing, so he shook his head.
“No…”
Richelle couldn’t help rolling her eyes and pointed in the direction of the dining room.
“Then spend more time with those three mischievous rascals, and I guarantee you’ll feel secure and real. They chirp and chat all day long, making my head throb!”
Ever since the three little ones had moved in, they had become even more excited and active than before. Sometimes, when Richelle worked in the guest room on the second floor, she had to use earplugs to shut out their noise and focus on her work.
Roy Lewis couldn’t help but laugh when he heard her description.
“If they heard what you just said, they might think they’re not your real children.”
Richelle was full of confidence, “They will never doubt that I’m their real mother!”, Richelle looked up and smiled at Roy Lewis, “If they doubt, it would only be you they doubt!”
Roy Lewis clicked his tongue, “Dr. Dunn, is this your VIP service? After you said that, I feel even less secure.”
Richelle looked at him with a smile, “Well, what would make you feel secure? Should we just go get our marriage license?”
Unexpectedly, Roy Lewis shook his head at her casual joke.
“No, that would be too unfair to you!”
Roy Lewis knew that Richelle had forgiven him and accepted him so quickly because he had taken Sonia Seaton’s place, which touched her.
Otherwise, considering the extent to which he had upset her initially, she would have needed at least another month or two of coaxing – he had even prepared himself for a long battle.
If he took their marriage certificate so casually without even giving her a proper proposal ceremony,
Then he would be a real jerk.
Although, as a businessman, pursuing maximum profit was his instinct.
However, he could not use the tricks of deceit and intrigue on the person he deeply loved.
Richelle was his cherished one. He could tolerate himself living poorly but couldn’t accept her suffering under his protection.
Even if the one causing her grievances was himself, it wouldn’t work!
Richelle was taken aback for a moment before understanding the deep meaning behind his words. She couldn’t help but stand on her toes and plant a kiss on his lips.
“Roy Lewis, you big fool.”
Although he was so shrewd and ruthless in business, he always stepped back and accommodated her.
Roy Lewis cupped the back of her head, followed her lips, and deepened the kiss.
It wasn’t until they heard Timothy’s “Oh no!” exclamation from behind that Roy Lewis released Richelle, placed his hand on her waist, and turned around to see Timothy running towards the dining room as if he had oil on his feet.
Richelle and Roy Lewis walked hand in hand into the dining room, and all three children stared with widened eyes, exclaiming, “Wow!”
This was the first time the couple had appeared so clingy in front of the children, so it was no wonder they were astonished.
Roy Lewis, thick-skinned, held Richelle’s hand and walked to the dining table. He pulled a chair out for her to sit down before releasing her hand and taking his own seat beside her.
Richelle, who was more easily embarrassed, blushed and sat down under the curious and gossiping gaze of the children and the old man’s smiling eyes.
Moreover, she had just been unable to shake Roy Lewis’s hand off.
First, because it would seem pretentious.
Second, Master Lewis had just said he didn’t feel secure. So what was wrong with holding hands? It wasn’t like it would cost her a piece of flesh!
What was even more outrageous was that as her blush hadn’t faded, Timothy, the little stinker, came to either support her or hit her while she was down.
He stood up on the chair and took a piece of chicken leg meat to put in Richelle’s bowl.
“Mummy, I didn’t see anything just now!”
His statement, pretending ignorance, made Richelle spit out the soup in her mouth!
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