Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 823: Chapter 819: Only Serving You Alone

The two of them stood in the living room, hugging and snuggling for a moment.

Richelle asked Roy if he wanted any late-night snacks, but he said he was quite full from dinner. So they both went to their bedroom, took a shower, and then lay in bed chatting.

Roy stretched out his arm, letting her rest her head on it as they lay side by side.

Richelle told Roy about how she had bargained a good price for Fenny, and then brought up investing in film and television, seeking his opinion.

Roy turned his head and kissed her hair.

“Mr. Dunn, now that you are the President of Lewis Group, you can decide on matters like this based on your own judgment,” he said.

Richele poked his chest with her finger, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll lose all of Lewis Group’s money?”

Roy let her keep poking him, “Haven’t you seen the mid-year report?”

Richelle nodded, “I have indeed!”

Roy made an affirmative sound, “Then you should know that investing a little money in film and television, considering Lewis Group’s current earning ability, not only is it difficult to lose all of Lewis Group’s money, it’s also difficult to lose the money we earn in a month.”

Richelle clicked her tongue, “For the first time, I’m hearing someone encouraging his wife to lose money!”

As she said this, her fingers playfully opened his robe collar, drawing circles on his chest with her fingertips.

Roy hugged her hand tighter, yet still managed to suppress the restlessness she’d stirred up, and laughed.

“That’s because other people’s wives can’t make money, but my wife, even if she is said to lose money, will eventually make a fortune!”

Although Richelle talked to him about the investment in a consultative tone, he knew in his heart that she must have already done her homework.

She mentioned it to him because she was confident about it.

Richelle’s fingers went from drawing circles to pressing down.

Then, her attention was drawn to Roy’s firm and elastic chest muscles.

“Roy, you haven’t been working out for a few months, right? Why are your chest muscles still so bouncy and firm?”

Roy’s eyes were full of smiles, “Because I’m extraordinarily gifted?”

Roy didn’t tell Richelle that even in his busy schedule, he would take a few minutes to work on his chest and abdominal muscles in the office.

He had always been confident and even narcissistic.

But in front of Richelle, he rarely doubted himself.

He also knew that Richelle was particular about appearance and body, so he had been specifically working on his body within its limits.

Of course, he wouldn’t mention these things to Richelle.

Richelle really believed that his good body shape was natural.

Her fingertips moved from his firm and elastic chest muscles to his external abdominal oblique.

“Wow, Master Lewis, with this body shape, even if you were to become a gigolo, you would probably be the number one gigolo in Kindur!”

Roy, hearing this comparison, couldn’t help but laugh and get angry.

He rolled over, pinning her beneath him.

He lowered his head and bit her neck hard.

Richelle hissed in pain and heard his hoarse voice say in her ear.

“If I were to become a gigolo, remember to come and see me every day, Dr. Dunn. I can exclusively serve you. It’s not impossible for me to be a gigolo only for you!”

Richelle cupped his face, looking at him with a mischievous smile.

“How much would it cost me to have Master Lewis serve me alone?”

Roy’s deep, dark eyes stared intently at her smiling face.

“If it’s for you, I don’t mind spending all my fortune.”

Richelle raised her body slightly and kissed his nose.

“So deeply in love? Then tonight, let me reward you with one…”

She brought her mouth to Roy’s ear and said something that made him incredibly moved.

Soft kisses went from her face to her neck, and then further down, like a spark, igniting Richelle bit by bit.

…

The next day, Richelle, as usual, went to the military hospital first thing in the morning, conducted an examination for Kennedy Green, and then rushed back to Mr. Chapman’s to perform a surgery. At around 2 pm, she rushed back to Lewis Group to hold a video conference with several executives from their overseas branches, listening to their work reports for this period.

By the time she finished all these tasks, it was almost four o’clock.

Richelle’s stomach began to ache slightly.

It was only then that she realized she hadn’t eaten lunch today.

She covered her stomach, pressed the extension button, and asked her secretary to bring her some snacks or biscuits.

Soon, Nathan Caroule brought her a bag of small cakes.

“Dr. Dunn, the secretary asked me to bring you a bag of cakes…”

Then, seeing Richelle’s pale face, he was startled.

“Dr. Dunn, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

Richelle shook her head, “I didn’t eat anything at noon, and now my stomach hurts a bit. Hurry up and give me the cakes…”

Nathan handed her the cakes anxiously and picked up the coffee cup from her table.

“You have a stomachache and still dare to drink coffee? If Roy finds out, he’ll scold you to death!”

Richele didn’t care and started eating the cakes.

Nathan carried her coffee away and returned with a cup of hot milk a moment later.

“I told Roy that you were so busy you didn’t even have time to eat lunch!”