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nChapter 44: Chapter 41: The Silly Daddy Finally Gets It!

nTranslator: 549690339

n“Ding dong, ding dong!”

nAt 7:50, the doorbell rang at Richelle Dunn’s house.

nThe young master, who was cuddling with his younger brother and sister on the couch watching Animal World, frowned unhappily. “Why is Uncle Caroule so early? Let him wait, I’m not leaving until eight.”

nRichelle patted him on his head and went to open the wooden door.

nHowever, the person standing outside the metal door was not the driver Parker, but Roy Lewis.

nRichelle panicked for a moment, not even bothering to greet Roy, but raised her voice and yelled at the children inside the house.

n“Timmy, your daddy is here to pick you up. Hurry back to your room and pack your things, and remember to wash your face clean!”

nThere were immediately sounds of chaos inside the house, along with the laughter of several children.

nRoy asked after hearing Richelie’s shout and the noises inside, “What happened to Timmy’s face?”

nRichelle made up a story on the spot, “Oh… They were watching The Phantom of the Opera this afternoon, and they just started painting each other’s faces like ghosts…”

nRoy couldn’t imagine how his son, who had a serious obsession with cleanliness, could tolerate someone painting on his face.

n“I’ll go in and take a look!”

n“No need!”, Richelle chuckled, doing her best to stall. “Your son is so vain, he probably wouldn’t want you to see him looking like a flower-faced cat.”

nRoy had no choice but to wait outside the door with Richelle, until the young master, with a fresh face, ran out and shouted “Daddy!” through the iron door. Richelle finally opened the door.

nRoy looked down at his son’s face, and there was not a trace of anything on it at all!

nJust as he was about to ask, Richelle had already pushed her eldest son back inside.

n“Timmy, those paints are not good for your skin. If you and your younger brother and sister want to play The Phantom of the Opera, auntie will buy you masks.”,

nRichelle said while blinking her eyes like mad.

nThe young master, along with Timothy and Tifanny, who had already come out wearing masks, understood her signal and grinned and nodded, “Okay, we want lots and lots of Phantom masks.”

nRoy changed his shoes and entered the house with a few large bags in his hands. He proactively greeted the two children sitting on the sofa, who were still wearing half masks.

n“Timothy, Tifanny, good evening!”

nTimothy and Tifanny obediently waved at him and said in unison.

n“Good evening, Uncle!”

nAfter one night, Timothy and Tifanny were no longer sulking like they were yesterday. Their hearts, however, had a subtle barrier and distance towards Roy. They were no longer as enthusiastic and excited as they were when they first saw him on the first day.

nRoy stood there hesitating, unsure of how to start the conversation. After a moment, he finally waved to his son.

nAlthough the young master despised his silly father, in his heart, he still hoped his father could perform a little better. That way, his younger brother and sister would be happier and wouldn’t keep urging their mommy to find a new daddy.

nHe obediently walked over to Roy, raised his little face, and asked coolly, “What’s going on?”

nRoy touched his son’s curly hair and handed the large bags in his hands to him.

n“You’ve been bothering Dr. Dunn’s family for a few days, so these gifts are your daddy’s way of thanking Timothy and Tifanny on your behalf.”

nA smile finally appeared on the young master’s impatient face.

nHumph, his stupid daddy finally had a clue!

nHe happily waved to Timothy and Tifanny, “Little brother and sister, come and see!”

nAfter being with Timothy and Tifanny for a few days, the always cold and aloof young master had been influenced by them. His speech now carried a coquettish tone and his intonation softened quite a bit.

nRoy Lewis’s eyes softened, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he looked kindly at the children.

nTimothy and Tiffany first peeked at Roy Lewis, and as he met their gaze, he smiled and nodded, “Uncle also has gifts for you. Let’s see if you like them.”

nTimothy and Tiffany looked at Richelle, their hands on the back of the sofa.

nMommy had said that they could decide whether to accept small gifts, but big gifts had to be approved by her.

nRichelle glanced at Roy Lewis. Was he feeling guilty for upsetting the children, or was it just a coincidence that he wanted to give them something in return?

nHowever, it was not difficult to see from the children’s excitement and delight that no matter what his reasons, the children’s hearts had healed from being hurt by him the day before.

n“Quickly thank Uncle!”

nGetting Richelle’s approval, Timothy and Tiffany immediately jumped off the ground and ran up to Roy Lewis with bright and joyous eyes, raising their adorable faces. “Thank you, Uncle!”

nThey were already thrilled without even seeing the gift yet.

nRoy Lewis’s heart warmed up at the sight of the joyful light in the children’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but squat down and gently embrace Timothy and Tiffany with his long arms.

nTheir embrace felt different from Timmy’s. Timothy and Tiffany had a scent similar to Richelle’s.

nThis scent made Roy Lewis’s heart feel refreshed.

nWhat was even more incredible was that he had always thought that little girls were delicate and troublesome.

nHowever, Tiffany always managed to soften his heart.

n“You’re welcome. 1 really love the gifts you gave me!”

nHe suddenly felt quite cunning.

nThe children’s gifts were clearly hand-made with a lot of thought and time, making them one-of-a-kind.

nBut his gifts were all things that money could buy, and it didn’t even take him a second to earn the money for these gifts.

nCompared to the children’s sincere and heartfelt gestures, his gifts seemed rather cheap.

nTimothy and Tiffany were held in their father’s arms for the first time, his embrace was harder than their mother’s soft and fragrant one but felt firm and warm.

nThe two little ones cherished this rare moment, leaning their heads into Roy Lewis’s arms and nestling in them.

nThe young master watched his younger siblings snuggle into their father’s arms, and he also leaned over, opened his arms, and hugged their backs, looking up at Roy Lewis with anticipation.

n“Daddy, will you be Timmy and Tiffany’s godfather?”

nAs soon as he said this, Roy Lewis was stunned, and Richelle was even more startled. Before Roy Lewis could answer, she quickly said.

n“Timmy, you’re such a joker. A godfather like daddy can’t be recognized casually. Besides, Timothy and Tiffany already have a godfather.”

nRichelle was torn. On one hand, she hoped Roy Lewis could show Timothy and Tiffany a little more attention.

nOn the other hand, she was afraid that the truth might be exposed if Roy Lewis got too close to the children.

nBefore she could find a way to deal with the Dunns, she could not allow Roy Lewis to be alerted.

nMoreover, Roy Lewis had initially suspected her of ulterior motives, and now he might think that she had instigated her son to say such words.

nWhen Timmy heard Richelle, he vaguely understood that his suggestion was not very wise.

nHis delicate eyebrows drooped, his face showed a hint of disappointment, and he pursed his lips before saying to Roy Lewis,

n“Never mind…Daddy, you’re just average… so… maybe not….”

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