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nChapter 50: Chapter 47: Mommy is so good, but the fool can’t see it

nTranslator: 549690339

n“No!”

nRoy Lewis answered decisively, shattering his son’s sweet dream with a single word!

nRoy could clearly feel that his enthusiastic son suddenly wilted.

nIn the past, he had been slow to respond to his son’s emotions. Sometimes he vaguely sensed it but didn’t take it to heart, thinking kids would naturally have some mood swings and they would pass soon.

nBut these past few days, he had deeply reflected on his behavior, realizing that his son’s withdrawn nature wasn’t just innate, but largely due to him.

nSeeing his little guy’s mood sinking, he patted his head and asked with concern.

n“What’s the matter, not happy again?”

nThe young master didn’t speak, he bowed his head and scribbled lines on the drawing paper.

nRoy waited for his son to speak, not pushing him, just sitting quietly by his side.

nAfter a while, the young master raised his head and his dark eyes stared at him.

n“Why don’t you like her?”

nRoy wanted to laugh because, in his opinion, what did a four-year-old child know about liking and not liking someone.

nHowever, he quickly sobered up and decided that his son was a thoughtful individual who deserved the proper respect.

nThis was something he had learned from Richelle Dunn in the past few days.

n“No particular reason, just not on the same wavelength?”

nIn Roy’s opinion, he and Richelle were entirely from two different worlds.

nWhether it was their personalities or the way they dealt with people, they were like polar opposites, with seemingly no chance of intersecting.

nThe young master’s eyes darkened and he silently lowered his gaze, not speaking anymore.

nFor the moment, Roy didn’t know what topic he could use to coax his son, so he allowed the silent atmosphere to linger in the living room.

nTime ticked away, and the young master had already scribbled many drawings. Unlike the lion Roy saw initially, these new scribbles were all random and messy. Roy scrutinized them for a long time but couldn’t make out what they were, even with the old father’s filter, he couldn’t find a way to praise these drawings.

nOnly Uncle Axel put on reading glasses, picked up the drawings, and studied them carefully. “Ah, the young master’s drawings are excellent. Master, it seems our family is going to produce a Roy Van Gogh…”

nRoy, a normally serious person, couldn’t help but laugh at Uncle Axel’s words.

n“Alright, Uncle Axel, don’t put on such a grand hat. He’s far from Van Gogh.”

nYoung master, seemingly unfazed by his father’s cold water, continued organizing the drawings. He then extended his hand to Roy.

nRoy touched the little hand, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

nThe young master puffed up his cheeks and muttered.

n“Give me back my drawing!”

nRoy only then understood that the little guy wanted the portrait back.

n“You can ask Dr. Dunn to draw another one…”

nRoy couldn’t quite figure out his own mentality, a thirty-year-old man, childishly arguing with his son over a drawing.

n“I don’t want to!”

nThe young master harbored some small thoughts in his heart.

nAnd he believed that his younger siblings would want their parents to be together just like him as well.

nBut his foolish father didn’t like his wonderful mother, even saying they were not on the same wavelength!

nOf course, they’re not. Who could be on the same wavelength as an idiot like his father?

nThe young master, feeling indignation and pouting, insisted that his father return the drawing.

nWith a mix of laughter and tears, Roy eventually gave the drawing back to him.

nThe young master took the portrait, stacked it with Richelie’s other drawings, and tucked it inside the drawing folder. Hugging the folder, he turned and ran upstairs with a “thump, thump, thump.”

nRoy helplessly watched his retreating figure, asking Uncle Axel, “How did he change so suddenly?”

nUncle Axel thought to himself, if you, as a father, don’t know, how could an old man like me know?

nBut he didn’t dare say that, just laughing it off, “Children, having a little temper tantrum is normal.”

nRoy also thought his son was just having a little tantrum, so he didn’t pay it any more mind and took out his iPad to deal with work.

nAfter an unknown amount of time, the side hall’s door opened and Richelle Dunn walked out laughing and chatting with the two main examiners.

nUncle Axel quickly went over, greeted the two directors, and served them tea and refreshments.

nMr. Bailes sipped his tea and reported to Roy Lewis.

n“Master Lewis, Dr. Dunn scored full marks in all subjects.”

nRoy Lewis didn’t know where the confirmation came from, but even before the test, he felt Richelle could pass.

nHowever, there’s a huge difference between passing and scoring full marks in all subjects.

n“Full marks in all subjects? Even in early childhood education?”

nDid they make a mistake? Was the test about pediatrician knowledge?

n“Yes, Master Lewis, you can rest assured. Having Dr. Dunn as the young master’s teacher is absolutely no problem.”

nMr. Zadra chimed in beside him, “It’s not just ‘no problem’, but even beyond our expectations. Dr. Dunn’s insights in the field of child psychology are very unique and profound.”

nRichelle smiled modestly, “That’s too kind of you, Mr. Bailes and Mr. Zadra!”

nRoy Lewis turned to look at Richelle, “You’ve taken related courses?”

nThis woman keeps surprising him.

nRichelle nodded, “I took a minor for half a year. As a first-time mom, I was worried about not being competent enough, so I took it for half a year…”

nRoy Lewis was truly impressed. This woman must be born to amaze the general public.

nOthers may spend decades working in a hospital and still remain an unknown small doctor in the end.

nBut she studied medicine for just over four years and already gained a reputation that rivals international experts.

nOthers may spend a lifetime at the podium and still be ordinary teachers, yet she studied for half a year and scored full marks in all subjects.

nHow many more aspects of this woman is he unaware of?

nRoy Lewis secretly observed Richelle, but she seemed oblivious to this, smiling and discussing professional topics with Mr. Bailes and Mr. Zadra.

nThey were talking about some professional topics, and Roy Lewis didn’t join in too much. He just watched Richelle respond with a clever smile, and he couldn’t figure out which of her many facets was her true self.

nAfter exchanging pleasantries for a while, it was nearly noon, so Mr. Bailes and Mr. Zadra got up to leave.

nAfter Mr. Bailes and Mr. Zadra left, Richelle put her smile away, picked up her backpack from the side, and asked Roy Lewis while adjusting her coat.

n“Mr. Lewis, will the young master go with me now, or will you deliver him later?”

nRoy Lewis looked at her, “I’ll go back to the company after lunch and will take you home on the way.”

nImplicitly, he was asking Richelle to stay for lunch at the house.

nBut after experiencing two previous embarrassments, Richelle just wanted to leave quickly. Before sorting out the strange and inexplicable emotions in her head, she didn’t want to see Roy Lewis.

n“Then I’ll go home first to accompany Timothy and Tifanny, you can just bring the young master over later.”

nWithout waiting for Roy Lewis’s response, she turned and left.

nRoy Lewis’s mood had been good today, but it was ruined by his son and Richelle’s repeated face-slaps.

nWhat was even more depressing was that when his son came downstairs and didn’t see Richelle, he coldly asked him.

n“Did you drive Dr. Dunn away?”

nRoy Lewis felt wrongly accused. Sure, he had driven Richelle away before, but that was in the past.

n“Dr. Dunn went home to be with Timothy and Tifanny, I’ll take you there after lunch.”

nBut the young master obviously didn’t believe him. He snorted and walked to the dining room by himself.

nThough Roy Lewis and his son’s relationship had improved quite a bit recently, it was still hard to get used to the cold, ruthless, “cool cape” mode the boy had slipped back into.

nBut as a grown man, Roy Lewis couldn’t be petty with his son. He followed him into the dining room and sat down across from him.

n“Dr. Dunn scored full marks in all subjects on the Teacher Qualification Exam. You can trust her with your studies.”

nThe young master raised an eyelid and looked at him, his face full of dissatisfaction and accusation.

n“It’s you who don’t trust her!”

nHeh, mommy is so good, but his stupid daddy just can’t see it!

nStinky daddy, not only dumb but also blind!

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