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nChapter 118: Chapter 114: Mommy said she loves Daddy the most!

nTranslator: 549690339

nThe two brothers heard their mommy’s answer and laughed.

nIndeed, it was exactly what they thought.

nNo sooner had the two brothers retreated to their bedroom than the little girl ran back excitedly.

nAs soon as the door closed, she happily ran over.

n“Brothers, mommy said her favorite person is daddy!”

nThe three children high-fived in celebration, and then, three little heads squeezed together, whispering and discussing how to create opportunities for their daddy and mommy.

nAt two o’clock, Roy Lewis had just finished a video conference with some senior executives in the study with Nathan Caroule when he received a phone call from his son.

n“Daddy, you need to buy a bouquet of flowers later!”

nRoy Lewis was confused, “Buy flowers? Why?”

nOn the other side of the phone, Timmy rolled his eyes. As expected, he’s a blockhead who still doesn’t get it!

n“Dr. Dunn has put so much effort into teaching me and even gives me private acupuncture lessons at home. Shouldn’t you buy a bouquet of flowers to thank the teacher?”

nRoy Lewis pondered for a moment. His son had a point, but something seemed off.

nHowever, it was just a bouquet of flowers. Even if it was just to appease his son, it was harmless.

n“Alright, I’ll bring it over when I pick you up later.”

nPreviously, Roy Lewis would only stop by Richelie Dunn’s house to pick up his son and stay for dinner when he was out and about.

nBut now, he doesn’t even consider his own whereabouts, as picking up his son feels like a standard procedure.

n“Also, get that molten cheese cake from the place on Briyand Road. My siblings and 1 want to eat it.”

nRoy Lewis checked the time. It was only two o’clock. If he bought the cake in the afternoon, wouldn’t the children had to wait for hours?

n“Then I’ll head out now and buy it for your afternoon tea.”

nTimmy felt that his daddy was finally on the right track.

nAfter hanging up the phone, Roy Lewis told Nathan Caroule, put on his coat, and walked out the door.

nOn the way, he went to a flower shop first.

nA shop assistant asked him, “Sir, what kind of flowers would you like to buy?”

nRoy Lewis thought of the sunflowers his son had given him, which were quite beautiful.

n“Give me a bouquet of sunflowers.”

nThe shop assistant apologized with a smile, “I’m sorry, sir, but we just sold out of the sunflowers. How about roses? Today’s roses are especially beautiful!”

nShe then led him to a large bucket of pink roses. “Sir, do you like these?”

nRoy Lewis had no knowledge of flowers, but looking at the large bouquet of tender and delicate pink roses, he thought they suited Richelie Dunn’s temperament quite well.

n“Yes, I’ll take these!”

nAs the shop assistant selected the flowers, she asked him, “Sir, may 1 ask who the recipient is?”

n“A young lady!”

nThe shop assistant suddenly understood and picked eleven pink roses, wrapped them beautifully and handed them to him.

nRoy Lewis paid the bill, bought the molten cheese cake, and rang the doorbell at Richelle Dunn’s house at a little past three.

nUsually, if Timmy knew it was Roy Lewis, he would be the first to run and open the door.

nBut today, Timmy hesitated and didn’t want to get up from his seat.

nRichelle Dunn had no choice but to put down the book she was reading and open the door.

nWhen she opened the wooden door and saw Roy Lewis standing outside, Richelle Dunn looked surprised.

n“Mr. Lewis, why are you here so early?”

nUsually, he only arrived around dinner time in the evening, right?

nRoy Lewis first handed her the beautiful bouquet of pink roses, “These are for you, to thank you for your dedicated teaching and care for Timmy during this time.”

nRichelle Dunn was genuinely surprised. She glanced down at the alluring roses in her arms and then raised her eyes cautiously to examine Roy Lewis again.

nMaster Lewis, do you know that pink roses are used for confessions?

nRoy Lewis met her beautiful eyes without dodging, and offered the cake in his hand.

n“I bought a molten cheese cake as an afternoon tea dessert?”

nRichelle raised an eyebrow, Master Lewis, do you really not know or is it just a coincidence? My favorite cake is the molten cheese cake from this store on Briyand Road!

nRoy Lewis saw Richelle not speaking, just staring at him with her eyes fixed, and he couldn’t help but wonder.

n“What’s wrong? You don’t like it?”

nOf course, Richelle couldn’t say that this was her favorite cake; otherwise, if Master Lewis really came over just to give it to the kids, she would be so embarrassed.

n“It’s okay, just afraid it might make me fat.”

nRoy Lewis looked her up and down, with her slender frame hardly carrying any excess weight, how could a little cake make her fat?

n“No, this one uses healthy ingredients, and its calorie content is even lower than ordinary cakes.”

nFortunately, Roy Lewis had a good memory and used the promotional words boasted by the shop assistant while packing the cake to convince Richelle.

nRichelle didn’t say anything more, holding the bouquet in one hand and the cake in the other as she walked into the inner room.

nRoy Lewis bent down to pick up the pair of slippers that had become his own from the shoe cabinet and walked into the living room.

nThe three children greeted him sweetly as they saw him.

nAfter that, each of them picked up a small plate and waited for Richelle to divide the cake for them.

nWhen the three children each got a big piece of cake, Timmy, who was taking the role of an elder brother, asked Richelle.

n“My brother, sister, and 1 want to eat on the bedroom balcony!”

nInstead of refusing immediately, Richelle asked, “Why?”

n“The big tree outside has blossomed, and it’s so beautiful!”

nIt was rare for her eldest son to have such a romantic thought, so Richelle granted their request with a wave of her hand.

nAs the three children ran into the bedroom, leaving Richelle and Roy Lewis alone in the living room, she started to regret her decision.

nBut if she went to get the three kids back now, it would seem too deliberate.

nAnd Mrs. Walker had just gone out shopping for groceries, so she wouldn’t be back for a while.

nWhile Richelle was thinking about how to dissolve the awkwardness of being alone with Roy, he spoke first.

n“Can I eat this?”

nDue to his illness, Roy Lewis had some dietary restrictions in his daily life.

nMoreover, he never really liked sweets, so he didn’t pay attention to which sweet foods he should avoid.

nRichelle cut him a small piece, “Yes, you can eat it, as long as it doesn’t contain any stimulating ingredients, you can basically eat it!”

nRichelle cut herself a piece as well and went to the kitchen to make a large pot of greasy-cutting passion fruit tea, pouring a cup for Roy Lewis.

nThen, she racked her brain to think of something else to do.

nHowever, Roy Lewis seemed to see through her thoughts, “Aren’t you sitting down to eat?”

nWith no choice, Richelle dragged a small stool and chose a spot as far away from him as possible to sit down.

nShe slowly ate the cake with a spoon, her eyes occasionally glancing at him.

nDid this man take the wrong medicine today?

nIn the morning, he inexplicably showed her a cold face.

nNow, he came over with flowers and a cake. Was he trying to make amends?

nOr, was it all just a coincidence?

nBy coincidence, he really wanted to give her a bouquet of flowers because of Timmy!

nBy coincidence, he unknowingly chose a pink rose that symbolized confession!

nBy coincidence, the afternoon tea he bought for the kids happened to be her favorite!

nCould all these coincidences be just that, coincidences?

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