Chapter 754: 750: You are My Wife
Chapter 754: Chapter 750: You are My Wife
That night, Roy Lewis didn’t call Richelle Dunn back on video until nearly midnight.
At this moment, Richelle was still in her room, crunching numbers for her mentor.
“Why are you still awake?”
Richelle raised an eyebrow, smiling at the handsome man on the screen.
“Waiting for you!”
A smile appeared in Roy’s eyes.
“Are the little ones behaving?”
Richelle nodded, “They’re doing well. They had a little welcome back party at school.”
Speaking about the kids, Richelle exuberantly explained how they mixed with their classmates and the joyful atmosphere among the parents.
She also mentioned what Timmy had said during dinner.
Upon hearing this, Roy smiled, and then let out a long sigh.
“I also think it’s hard for the kids. That’s why I prefer being a businessman, the sense of responsibility and mission doesn’t have to be that strong.”
“If I get tired one day, I can just drop the burden and hire a few professional managers to free myself.”
“Unlike my uncle who, got suddenly so sick. The Federation is in imminent danger of paralysis.”
Richelle was startled by what he had said at the end.
“Paralysis? Is it that serious?”
Roy didn’t intend to elaborate further.
“Anyway, looking at him is tiring. But even at his age, he’s full of energy. I’m only thirty, I don’t feel entitled to step back or complain about being tired, so at least, while he’s resting, I’ll stand by his side.”
Richelle clenched her fist, making a cheering gesture.
“Then you have to keep it up!”
As they kept chatting, Richelle began talking about the romantic wedding of her grandparents.
“Do you like that kind of thing?”
Richelle wasn’t too sure, “Not necessarily, but the image of my grandfather leading my grandmother through a sea of purple flowers that my grandfather described to me was very, very beautiful.”
Roy nodded, “My grandfather was also the kind who would spoil my grandmother by giving her the world. I don’t really remember my parents being that affectionate, but I have many memories of my grandparents.”
Richelle looked deeply at the man on the screen, “Are you trying to tell me that you also, deep down, are a man who spoils his wife?”
Roy locked eyes with her, “Don’t you think that’s the case?”
Richelle shook her head, “I don’t know. That kind of thing needs a lifetime to prove. You’ll probably have to reach my grandfather’s age to be qualified to say that you presume to favor one person.”
Roy said, “Then remember, when we’re eighty, no, ninety years old, I’ll ask you this question again.”
Richelle laughed, “Right, I’m afraid that when you’re ninety, you’ll forget who Richelle Dunn is.”
Roy also laughed, “Then you just kiss me and tell me that you’re my beloved wife. I guarantee I will remember instantly!”
Richelle clicked her tongue, “Is that how a charlatan tricks people into kissing?”
Roy laughed too, and they bantered back and forth, saying things that made Richelle blush and feel warm.
Then, they accidentally stumbled upon the topic of Kennedy Green.
“By the way, my aunt says she’s going to officially step down as the president of Green Group. Did she tell you about this?”
Roy wasn’t surprised at all, “She didn’t mention it, but I guessed it the moment we saw her with Uncle when he came off the machine.”
Richelle scoffed, “You’re so clever, can you read minds by looking at faces now?”
Roy shook his head, “I’m not that magical. I just know them too well!”
Richelle then remembered that since his father’s unexpected death, Roy’s mother had been living like a walking corpse.
Compared to his biological mother, Maggie Mitchell is more like a mother to him.
“No matter what, I think my aunt is amazing!”
Both of them casually chatted about everything in the video call, and before they knew it, more than half an hour had passed.
As a doctor, Richelle couldn’t help feeling annoyed.
She clearly asked Roy to go to bed early, but she lost track of time while chatting.
“Alright, no more chatting. Once you get off the call, you have to sleep immediately. Understand?”
Richelle seamlessly switched from being a tender and charming wife to a stern and conscientious doctor.
Roy somehow had a cup in his hand now, which he gestured towards Richelle.
“After drinking your calming tea, half an hour is probably all I can stay up.”
Actually, the dosage of the calming tea Richelle had been giving him before bed had been gradually reduced since his surgery.
But he was under so much stress lately and brooding too much. That’s why Richelle had to increase the dosage again.
“Then, goodnight. It’s been getting colder in South Asia these days, make sure you’re dressed warmly.”
He was clearly a thirty-year-old man, but Richelle’s care and instructions were meticulous, just like how she treats the kids.
Perhaps Roy, who had lacked such care since childhood, enjoyed her subtle kindness so much that he obediently nodded.
“You also shouldn’t stay up too late. Goodnight, my darling.”