Chapter 185: Chapter 181: Roy Lewis, Who Does He Think He Is?!

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Richelle Dunn ended the video call, threw her phone aside, covered herself with the quilt, and curled up completely inside the covers.

It seemed that in this way, she could have a safe fortress to protect her from any harm from the outside world.

It was not until now that she realized a very serious problem.

What she had been afraid of was that after the truth was exposed, Roy Lewis would find her disgusting and they would become strangers.

However, after the truth was exposed, the most terrible consequence was that Timothy and Tifanny would reveal their identity. At that time, she would probably lose all three children together with Timmy.

Obviously, the latter was much more serious than the former, and what she had been afraid of all along was this.

But in her mind just now, there was no trace of the children at all.

Richelle Dunn!

What the hell are you thinking with your pig brain?

Are the children not more important than Roy Lewis?

Who does he think he is?!

Richelle, who was frightened by her own “betrayal,” got up with a deep sense of guilt, went to the bedroom next door, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared at her sleeping son and daughter.

By the time she came out of the children’s bedroom, it was already after four o’clock. She thought she would lie awake until dawn, but she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

However, in her sleep, she returned to that night a few years ago.

In the pitch-black room, everything was just as it was in her memory.

Only later, a beam of light shone into the room and Roy Lewis’s face became clear to see. Likewise, she could see his handsome face, which showed an expression of disgust and hatred.

He stretched out both hands and choked her neck fiercely, with that force trying to strangle her to death.

She had no room to struggle, only staring in horror at his icy face.

“Richelle, it’s all your fault! You ruined everything for me. You’re really disgusting!”

Richelle woke up in terror, her body soaked in sweat.

She took a shower and came out, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths according to the way the psychologist taught her to calm her emotions, trying to calm herself down.

At half past seven, she arrived at the Lewis’ as usual.

Timmy, who hadn’t seen her for a day, ran out to greet her as soon as he heard her coming in.

Richelle bent down and touched her face with his, “Baby, were you well-behaved yesterday?”

Timmy nodded, his sharp eyes darting back and forth across her face.

“Daddy said you didn’t come home until after two o’clock. Why are you here so early?”

He didn’t look very happy, and there was a tone of disgust in his voice, but Richelle knew he was worried about her.

Because she was afraid her son would notice her poor spirits, she not only wore a very sunny makeup today, but also put on cosmetic contact lenses, making her look radiant and energetic.

Richelle pinched his cheeks to reassure him.

“I’m fine. I’m used to it. I’ll go back and take a nap at noon.”

Timmy made a sullen face and led her into the living room, commanding her.

“You don’t have to teach us today. I’ll teach my brother and sister. You rest well this afternoon.”

Today, Richelle’s schedule was clearly arranged by her son.

Roy Lewis, who had been sitting on the sofa with his ears perked up since he heard the door, looked at her with a scrutinous gaze.

Richelle felt uncomfortable under his gaze, which seemed to have X-ray vision, and smiled awkwardly at him.

“Good morning, Mr. Lewis!”

Richelle tried her best to keep up her spirits, not wanting to let Roy Lewis see any flaws.

But as soon as Roy saw her delicate makeup, he knew she hadn’t slept well last night.

Even though they hadn’t known each other for long and hadn’t had much chance to communicate,

Roy had a strange and keen intuition for her.

Admittedly, Roy was usually slow to react to most of the opposite sex or completely indifferent to them.

But his understanding of Richelle’s temper and character was always extraordinarily sensitive and accurate.

And he never deliberately observed or remembered the small details of her daily life, but strangely enough, as long as he wanted to, he could always extract all the details about her in his mind at the first time.

In her daily life, she didn’t like to wear makeup and only put on a light jelly-colored lipstick.

If she did wear makeup, it was either for an important occasion or, as it is now, when she hadn’t rested well and needed the makeup to cover up.

“Good morning. Didn’t you sleep well last night?”

Roy stood up and poured her a cup of coffee to perk her up.

“This is the coffee you made. Drink some to wake up.”

Richelle noticed that there was also a cup of coffee in front of him.

“You didn’t sleep well last night either?”

Roy smiled and nodded honestly.

“It was after three when I finished talking to you. I only slept for two or three hours, so I’m not feeling very well.”

Timmy, who was sitting next to Richelle, blinked, looked at Richelle, and then at his father.

“Daddy, you were still on the phone at three?”

A grin surfaced on his little face, barely hidden.

Roy openly admitted, “Yeah, I couldn’t sleep, so I checked to see if you were back.”

Richelle felt as if she had been besieged by both father and son and cornered into a dead end.

“You two, go eat breakfast! I’ll go back to sleep as soon as I’m done preparing breakfast!”

Richelle patted her son’s back to urge him, and she had already decided to give up on explaining or promising anything to them.

Both father and son actually didn’t dare to provoke her too much, and they really felt sorry for her. So they hurriedly went to eat breakfast, hoping to let her finish her work earlier and go back to rest earlier as well.

Because he was worried about Richelle’s mental state, Roy specifically asked Uncle Axel to arrange for a driver to take her to the hospital later, and after she finished her work, to send her straight home to rest.

When Richelle returned home, Timmy was already there.

He and Timothy and Tifanny confiscated both laptops that Richelle used for her daily work and forced her to sleep immediately.

As the three little ghosts oppressed her, Richelle had no freedom at all. She argued a few words for herself, but inadvertently, even her phone was confiscated by her eldest son.

“You go to sleep now, or I’ll call Daddy to watch you sleep!”

With that threat from Timmy, Richelle quickly climbed into bed, covered herself with the blanket, and smiled at the children.

“I’m going to sleep, you guys go play!”

But the children took a book each and sat quietly reading by her bedside with their knees propped up.

Richelle originally planned to handle some matters in the afternoon, but under the strict supervision of the three children, she couldn’t even touch the computer. So, she had no choice but to obediently close her eyes and sleep.

It was only after all three children saw her fall asleep that they tiptoed out.

As soon as Timmy came out, he saw Roy sitting on the sofa.

Timmy felt something was wrong in his heart, turned his head, and saw Timothy and Tifanny following behind him, walking out..