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nChapter 48: Chapter 45: Who Says Straight Men Can’t Flirt with Women?

nTranslator: 549690339

nRoy knew that his thoughts had no basis in science and were far-fetched.

nBut apart from thinking like this, he couldn’t find any other logical reason to explain these strange phenomena.

nRichelie felt that Roy was acting a bit odd today.

nUsually, as long as she instructed him to lie down in a specific position, he would close his eyes and quietly let her apply the acupuncture needles.

nBut today, when she asked him to lie on his side, he did so, yet his eyes followed her movements the whole time.

nRichelle was baffled and initially thought she was reading too much into it.

nBut when she placed the needle case on the bedside table, looked up, and met Roy’s inquisitive gaze head-on, she couldn’t help but frown.

n“Mr. Lewis, do you have any questions?”

nRoy was caught in the act, but he remained composed and openly looked at her face.

n“No!”

nRichelle was infuriated by his confident response, so she laughed sarcastically and asked him,

n“Then why have you been staring at me, Mr. Lewis? Is it because I’m particularly good-looking today?”

nRichelle, of course, knew she was quite eye-catching. However, she hadn’t narcissistically thought that someone as seemingly cold and unflappable as Roy would ever take notice of her looks.

nSo, rather than being narcissistic, her comment was more self-mocking and teasing.

nLittle did she know, the man who usually seemed indifferent to women’s beauty and had no idea how to flirt, suddenly blinked and said,

n“You’ve always looked good.”

nRoy’s statement was actually emotionless, simply an ordinary declarative sentence.

nHowever, to Richelle it sounded as if he’d thrown a powerful bomb in front of her.

nDamn it, who said straight men can’t flirt?

nWhen a straight man flirts, it’s the most dangerous, isn’t it?

nRichelle coughed twice to hide the shock in her heart, dropped her gaze self-consciously, and fiddled with the silver needle in her hand, pretending to be calm as she laughed it off.

n“Haha, really? Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Lewis!”

nRoy watched her unblinkingly and, unexpectedly, saw the redness spread from her ears down to her neck and cheeks.

nHadn’t she been married before?

nShe had even had two children, and usually carried herself as if she didn’t give a damn about anything. Yet she blushed and acted shy so easily?

nRoy’s stomach started to churn slightly. He pressed his hand against his stomach while continuing to watch Richelle.

n“Hasn’t anyone told you that before?”

nHer ex-husband must have been a terrible person!

n“Huh?” Richelle looked up, puzzled, and met his deep black eyes.

n“That you’re good-looking.”

nRoy stared at her flushed face, and the woman before him suddenly overlapped with the alluring figure from his dream last night.

nRichelle, who had already gone quite red, now turned completely crimson from her face to the base of her neck.

nRichelle felt as if she had lost all her dignity!

nShe had never blushed like this in front of someone before.

n“Mr. Lewis, please close your eyes!”

nAnd shut your damn mouth, don’t interfere with my work!

nRoy was initially just watching her out of curiosity, but her furious reaction now tickled him.

nHe looked at her with great interest, refusing to close his eyes, and waited to see what her next reaction would be.

nRichelle was so frustrated she wanted to grind her teeth. She took the silver needle, shook it in front of his eyes, and sneered.

n“If you don’t close your eyes, 1’11 stab them out!”

nShe was like a cornered kitten baring its little claws.

nRoy Lewis’s mood suddenly improved, the corners of his lips slightly raised, making a gesture of ceasefire with his hand, and then slowly closed his eyes.

nSeeing him close his eyes, Richelle Dunn breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

nThat was close!

nDidn’t this man know that his deep, attractive eyes had a bewitching power?

nEspecially for her, a painter who needed handsome men and beautiful women to stimulate inspiration, this man who was perfect from facial features to body could not be criticized, and he was a great source of light.

nRichelle Dunn took a few deep breaths, waiting for her inner agitation to calm down before picking up the silver needle again, aiming it at Roy Lewis’s acupuncture points, and quickly inserting it.

nRoy Lewis soon fell asleep, and after Richelle finished applying the needles, she gave Uncle Axel a few instructions before going downstairs to accompany her eldest son.

nToday, Roy Lewis had arranged for someone from the education department to come and give her the Teacher Qualification Exam, so she had to finish the exam before taking her eldest son back to her rundown little house.

nThe young master was flipping through a book on the living room sofa when he heard footsteps and looked up.

nRichelle smiled at him, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down on the single sofa opposite him.

n“Timmy…”

nLying in bed last night, Richelle suddenly became a little scared, fearing that she had unintentionally hurt her eldest son in order to protect Timothy and Tifanny.

nThe young master looked at her but didn’t say anything.

n“If there really is a new teaching building, would you like to move there?”

nYesterday, she was only thinking about protecting Timothy and Tifanny, and didn’t have time to consider whether her eldest son might misunderstand her intentions.

nWithout even thinking, the young master shook his head, “No!”

nBefore Richelle could ask him why, he gave his reason.

n“My younger brother and sister are safer and happier at home!”

nNow, he seems to have accepted the fact that Richelle’s shabby little room is also his home.

nRichelle’s eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She tried to hold back her tears and whispered softly, “I’m sorry…”

nI’m sorry, Mommy isn’t strong enough to protect all three of you at the same time.

nI’m sorry, but in a desperate situation, Mommy might still have to leave you…

nIt seemed as if the young master could sense all the unspeakable pain in Richelle’s heart.

nHe watched Richelle quietly, his little hands gripping the edge of the sofa.

n“It’s fine like this.”

nIndeed, the young master hated that his mother had left him behind, taking only his younger brother and sister.

nBut his younger siblings told him that when their mother gave birth to him, she almost died, and when he was taken away, she couldn’t even move a finger.

nIf it wasn’t for their grandmother’s excellent medical skills, their mother and younger siblings would have died long ago.

nSince childhood, the young master had been extremely suspicious of everyone around him, scrutinizing everyone except his father, uncles, and aunts.

nBut he believed in his younger siblings’ words from the very beginning.

nBecause he knew that there may be a lot of lies and calculations in the adult world, but there could be no deception in the world shared by him and his younger siblings.

nTheir hearts were connected.

nWith the understanding and tolerance of her eldest son, Richelle felt slightly relieved.

n“Timmy, thank you.”

nThe young master blinked, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke up to defend his father.

n“My dad is not a bad guy!”

nRichelle understood at once that Timothy and Tifanny had told their eldest brother everything she had said.

n“I know, he’s not!”

nEven if her eldest son didn’t say anything, Richelle could sense it.

nA man like Roy Lewis would not stoop to doing things like stealing or kidnapping children.

nAs for those despicable acts in between, she would probably have to resolve things with Jayden Dunn and Megan Linwood before the truth could come out..

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