Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 317: Chapter 313: They’re not going to get their marriage certificate now, are they?

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“Master Lewis, in my opinion, a sense of propriety is a must for people living together. We’re still in the passionate stage of love, but being around each other all the time, day and night, could lead to aesthetic fatigue!”

However, Roy Lewis insists on taking a contrary stance, laughing as he replies to her.

“What do you mean day and night? We don’t even sleep in the sbed at night. Moreover, all that talk about a sense of propriety is just a ruse used by philandering men to fool naive young girls. As a dedicated old man like myself, once in a relationship, we should be together day and night. After all, we’re not getting any younger, tisn’t something we have much of, we should cherish every moment, right?”

Richelle Dunn realizes that he’s developing more and more twisted arguments. She looks him in the eyes for a moment, then finally sees through his teasing from the slight curve of his lips.

Swinging a punch at his shoulder, she was about to scold him for his shamelessness when the door was opened. Nathan Caroule, who entered the room, saw the situation inside and started teasing them with a smiling face.

‘Oh, is this domestic violence, Master Lewis?’

Both Richelle Dunn and Roy Lewis turned their heads in sync to look at him, only to be taken aback by the sight of him holding hands with Denise Munni.ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ NoᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt

‘You guys…’

Richelle Dunn pointed at their intertwined hands, her face filled with shock.

The two of them raised their hands together, exchanged a glance, and then Nathan Caroule made the announcement.

‘Yes, we’re together now!’

Richelle Dunn stared at them with wide eyes for a moment before punching Roy Lewis again.

‘You see, that’s what we call love at first sight.’

Roy Lewis glanced at Nathan Caroule nonchalantly. ‘I’m more reserved.’

Nathan Caroule was puzzled and Richelle Dunn didn’t bother to explain. Smiling, she invited them to sit down.

‘Don’t mind him, con, let’s have a cup of tea to celebrate your simultaneous departure from the singles club.’

Nathan Caroule and Denise Munni exchanged another smile, then sat down on the sofa nearby.

Richelle Dunn glanced at the pair, who were still holding hands even after sitting down. Unable to contain her curiosity, she joked.

‘You two moved so fast! It hasn’t even been half an hour!’

The key point was, Denise Munni had been a staunch anti-marriage advocate for nearly a decade. But it took less than half an hour to break that resolve.

Just as Nathan Caroule was about to say something, Denise Munni spoke first.

‘Richelle, I have to admit all my previous misunderstandings and stubbornness was because I hadn’t met the right person yet!’

Though Richelle was herself head over heels in love, she was still choked up by this full-on onslaught of ‘love pheromone’.

‘Oh, Denise, you’re the only one I can’t beat!’

Denise Munni gave an open smile to Nathan Caroule. ‘Isn’t this great? Now Nathan and I wouldn’t have to be tortured by your ‘lovey-dovey’ display.’

In the company of this newly-formed couple, and thanks to Old Brown’s aged wine, Richelle Dunn was quite high by noon. So, on the way back, she let Roy Lewis drive her little broken-down car.

Denise Munni, who had initially planned to visit The Lewis with the kids, was abducted by her new boyfriend.

Richelle Dunn sat beside the driver’s seat, looking sidelong at Roy Lewis who was driving attentively.

‘Do you think they’d go and get a marriage license right away?’

Considering her understanding of Denise, that girl was crazy enough to actually do something like this.

Roy Lewis glanced at her and reassured her.

‘No!’

Richelle Dunn cocked her head to the side, ‘Eh? How can you be so sure? Denise definitely could pull something like that.’

Roy Lewis gave a grunt of affirmation, ‘But whether they will do it tomorrow, I can’t guarantee.’

Richelle Dunn stared at him, full of questions. ‘What do you mean?’

Roy Lewis explained, ‘I told you before, right? Although Nathan grew up in an orphanage, he was actually raised by my uncle and aunt. They treat him like their own son, today, he probably brought Ms. Munni to meet my aunt and uncle.’

Richelle knew bits and pieces about Nathan’s circumstances, but not in detail. Now, hearing him explain it, she couldn’t help worrying for her friend.

‘So…’, Richelle pondered over her words, after all, that was Roy Lewis’s blood-relation uncle, ‘Do they have any particular requirements or demands for Nathan’s choice of partner?’

Roy Lewis understood her concern, but was her concern misplaced?

‘Richelle, you only worry about your friends. Don’t you worry about yourself once in a while?’

Roy Lewis’s words were obviously teasing her, but given how serious he sounded, they were quite intimidating.

At first, Richelle Dunn didn’t understand his meaning. After staring at him for a moment, she finally got it.

‘You mean, I should be worrying about my own situation?’

Roy Lewis tried to hold back a smile. He nodded solemnly and replied.

‘Yes, weren’t you just questioning whether my uncle and aunt would be picky? They treat me, their nephew, as if I were their own son. Aren’t you afraid of coming across a harsh mother-in-law?’

Richelle Dunn becthoughtful. It seemed like she had not considered this before.

Even though she knew that the president who had issued her the death warrant was Roy Lewis’s blood uncle, she seemed to have never worried about anything.

She tilted her head to look at the firm profile of Roy Lewis’s face, it suddenly dawned upon her why she felt so reassured.

‘I’m not afraid!’

Hearing her response, Roy Lewis hooked one corner of his lips in pleasure and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, asking,

‘Why?’

Richelle Dunn answered him seriously, ‘Because I know you would never letor our child suffer any injustice..’