Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 122: Chapter 118: Comforting Kiss

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Roy Lewis was also frightened by this sudden accident, but he quickly calmed down, pressing against the elevator wall and grabbing the handrail. Richelle Dunn was still screaming loudly, and Roy’s hand reached out into the air, but he couldn’t touch her.

The elevator crashed and fell for a while, and finally, with a loud jolt, it stopped.

Roy was relatively calm, pulling out his phone and turning on the screen. He used the dim light to locate Richelle, who had curled herself into a ball in the corner of the elevator.

Under the dim light, he could clearly see Richelle trembling all over her body. His mind went blank, and without thinking, he quickly crouched down next to her, and with his long, powerful arms, he tightly embraced her.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here!”

The steady and calm voice, as well as the strong embrace, made Richelle desperately burrow into his arms.

As he gently patted her arm with one hand, he pulled up the phone number pad with the other, found the emergency number, and tried to dial out.

However, a busy tone cut off his hope.

Roy wanted to stand up and press the elevator’s help button, but as he moved, Richelle, who was shivering in his arms, grabbed onto him desperately, her trembling voice pleading with him.

“Don’t leave…l’m scared!”

Roy felt her hand, not just gripping his clothes, but also his heart.

His heart tightened as he felt her shaking more and more. Without a second thought, he wrapped his other arm around her back, gently patting her like he would comfort Timmy to sleep.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here!”

Richelle curled up like a child in his arms, muttering unintelligible words under her breath.

It seemed that she had been frightened and confused.

Roy put his phone back into his coat pocket and used his now-free hand to gently rub her head, as he usually did to comfort Timmy.

“Don’t be scared, don’t be scared… Someone will come to rescue us soon.”

His mouth said this, but his heart was growing restless.

The phone call wouldn’t reach the outside, and he didn’t know how long it would take for someone to discover that they were trapped.

And with Richelle in her current state, she obviously couldn’t stay here for too long.

The only way to call for help now was with the elevator’s help bell.

Roy, who had tried and failed to let go of Richelle earlier, didn’t want her to be frightened anymore. So, he slid his hands under her legs and pulled her into his arms.

Richelle’s body suddenly felt weightless, and she screamed again, tightening her arms around his neck and burying her burning face into his neck.

“I’m scared…l’m scared…”

Roy held her with both hands and couldn’t spare one to comfort her. Instead, he used his chin and face to gently rub her hot cheek, reassuring her softly, “Don’t be afraid, someone is coming to rescue us soon!”

It is said that when a person is frightened, the warmth and touch of another person’s skin is the best comfort.

Under Roy’s gentle rubbing and soft reassurances, Richelle was indeed more composed than before, no longer speaking strange words and not shaking as badly.

Roy felt her improve and carefully carried her in the dark, step by step, until his hand touched the door and then the button beside it. He gently rubbed the top of her head with his chin and spoke to her in a negotiating tone.

“Richelle Dunn, 1 need to find the help button now, so 1 need to free up a hand. I’ll put you down for a while, but you can hold on to me with your arms, okay?”

Richelle started trembling again, shaking her head and crying emotionally, “No, you’re lying to me…”

Roy didn’t know what kind of trauma Richelle had experienced, and he didn’t know if her saying that she had almost died once was related to the elevator. All he knew was that he felt her fear and helplessness, and it was tearing him apart inside.

What had happened to turn the usually optimistic and strong Richelle into this vulnerable state?

“Good girl, I’m not lying to you…”

“No, you’re all lying to me! You want to kill me!”

Richelle Dunn’s emotions seemed to be more out of control than before, as if she was on the verge of collapse.

In the darkness, Roy Lewis couldn’t see her face, so he could only rely on instinct to try and nuzzle her cheek with his own.

As a result, he didn’t touch her cheek but unexpectedly brushed his lips against her soft, warm skin. He quickly realized that he had touched her lips.

A current of electricity quickly spread throughout his body from his lips.

Although the situation was extremely urgent, Roy Lewis’s mind was filled with fireworks.

“Richelle, be good…”

His original intention was just to comfort her, but now it had taken on a new meaning. He murmured softly while gently sucking on her lips, trying to convey a sense of safety to her through this gesture.

Richelle initially stiffened, then tightened her grip around his neck. Just as Roy thought she was going to resist, she actually lifted her face up to meet his lips and bit down on them.

In the darkness, Richelle seemed to have found her savior in the endless abyss of despair. She felt as if she had finally found a refuge and wanted to be closer to him, deriving warmth and security from his presence.

Her mind in disarray, she was only aware of the familiarity of the embrace and his voice, which gave her immense comfort. She couldn’t help but want to get closer to him, even to be a part of him.

Roy was surprised by her response, but followed her lead and deepened their comforting kiss.

In his aggressive embrace, Richelle gradually started to calm down.

Though Roy didn’t want to let her go, he knew that this perilous moment was not the right time for romance.

He released Richelle’s lips, gave her another gentle peck, and then softly coaxed her.

“Richelle, if you stand on the ground and hug me, 1 can free my hands to press the help bell. Is that alright?”

By now, Richelle was no longer as frightened as before. She wrapped her arms around Roy’s neck and asked in a hoarse voice, “Are you lying to me?”

“Mmm, I won’t lie to you!” After solemnly promising her, Roy gently bent down to set her on the ground.

Once Richelle’s feet touched the ground, she hesitated for a moment, then reached up to touch Roy’s face, making sure he was still there. Only then did she slowly stand up.

Roy allowed her to keep her arms around his neck. Their bodies were pressed close together as they slowly, partially stood up.

To reassure her, he supported her waist with one hand and held her face close with the other while taking out his phone to turn on the flashlight. After scanning around, he finally found the help button under the keyboard and pressed it.

After pressing the button, he put his hand back, embracing her fully.

“Don’t be afraid, help will be here soon.”

Richelle leaned forward, moved her hands down to cling tightly to his back, and pressed her body close to his. She gently nodded her head.

“With you here, I’m not afraid…”

Roy’s heart jolted, and he suddenly wanted to ask her if she knew who he was.

But, he just rubbed her forehead gently with his chin, not asking the question after all.

Because if he asked, it would be taking advantage of her vulnerability.

Moreover, he hadn’t figured out what was going on himself.

What would be the point in asking?

[Richelle Dunn: This is my first kiss. Master Lewis: As if it’s not everyone’s first time.. Bamboo: No, neither of you are the first!]