YM778.TV Chapter 328 - 328: 324: Baby, Don’t Be Angry!
Chapter 328 - 328: 324: Baby, Don’t Be Angry!
As for emotional wounds, Richelle had long realized an effective cure.
Revenge and repaying in kind might not necessarily heal the pain.
But love could.
In the past, she had the love of her children; now, she also had Roy Lewis’s.
Richelle stretched contentedly, looking around and not seeing Roy’s figure; she guessed he must have gone to the study to work.
After freshening up in her bedroom, Richelle went downstairs, refreshed.
Since their last unauthorized intrusion into the study had resulted in their father punishing them to stand, Timmy, Timothy, and Tifanny no longer dared to barge into the study or the bedroom.
As soon as they saw her come down, the children hurriedly gathered around her, looking up with worried little faces as they hugged her waist and asked.
“Mummy, are you okay?”
That afternoon, the children had seen their father carry Mummy back and went straight upstairs, closing the door with a “bang.”
Their father’s face wasn’t very pleasant, as if he was angry.
Not one of the children, including Tifanny, who usually liked to stick to Roy, dared to ask anything, worried about what happened to Mummy.
Richelle stooped down to hug the three children, then held up their fragrant and soft cheeks to give them a few fierce kisses.
“Just give Mummy a few puffs of your energy, and I’ll be fine.”
The three kids let her hold them tight and shower them with kisses before escorting her to the living room.
“Where’s Daddy?”
From her understanding of Roy, if he wasn’t asleep, he would always spend time playing with the children before going to work.
This aspect of him was something Richelle had never thought of before – such a successful businessman would have this kind of virtue.
“Daddy just went out; he said he left a message for you!”
After Timmy mentioned it, Richelle took out her phone and checked.
Sure enough, there was a WhatsApp message from him about ten minutes ago.
At that time, she must have been freshening up and didn’t hear the notification sound.
“Baby, Mr. Kirby’s sister is back in town, and they invited me out for dinner. You have dinner with the kids.”
Richelle had heard from Mr. Kirby before that he had a sister, only a little more than a year younger than him. Roy and the siblings were playmates when they were kids.
“Alright, say hi to them for me and the kids!”
After replying, Uncle Axel called them for dinner.
After dinner, Richelle went to the playroom with the children.
The three kids played together, while Richelle set up an easel and began painting her ideas from a few days ago onto the canvas.
Roy still hadn’t returned by the time the children were ready for bed.
Having become accustomed to being put to bed by both parents, the children tugged at Richelle, asking for Daddy.
Throughout their time together, this was the first time Roy had gone out to socialize with friends.
She had once been curious about his regular socialites’ obligations, thinking, as a successful businessman, wouldn’t he attend more social events than meals?
How did Master Lewis respond to that?
He said, “I’m not an ordinary person.”
“Daddy went to dinner with his good friend; they haven’t seen each other in a long time, so I guess they’ll chat late into the night.”
After hearing Mummy’s explanation, the children were no longer persistent and fell asleep while listening to stories.
Richelle came out of the children’s bedroom and returned to her own room, where she opened her computer. Before getting to work, she first went to gossip websites to see how the dramatic episode of the Dunns had spread on the internet today.
As she expected, Kiara’s explosive news swept various websites and platforms.
On each platform, besides the original reports with thousands of comments and shares, many verified celebrities also derived content from Kiara’s playgirl experience and the incident of being kicked at her own wedding to quickly ride on the wave of the hot topic.
For a while, Kiara’s name directly climbed to this month’s top search ranking, No. 1.
Richelle was very satisfied with this subsequent outcome and lost interest in finding out more about it. She logged into the system and went on to handle her own matters.
She busied herself until nearly eleven o’clock.
Feeling a bit thirsty, she carried her cup downstairs to make tea and met Roy, who had just come in through the door.
“You’re back…”
She approached him naturally, and even before getting close, she smelled alcohol on him.
“Did you drink?”
Roy shook his head, “We sat in the bar for a bit, and Old Brown and others drank, but I didn’t!”
This time, Richelle could clearly smell the mixed scent of smoke and alcohol on him; she frowned and stepped back.
“Well, it’s late; you’d better take a bath and go to bed early.”
She wasn’t bothered by anything in particular; it was just that the mixture of smells on him was a bit pungent. Considering he had been running around all day, she figured he must be tired.
Roy thought she was upset, so he apologized quickly.
“I’m sorry, we chatted a bit late.”
Richelle wasn’t one to be overly controlling, and she didn’t have many restrictions or rules for her partner.
After all, they were different individuals who had their own social circles and friends. Besides, she didn’t think there was anything wrong with Roy coming back at this time.
“It’s fine; it’s been a long time since you guys hung out, so it’s normal to chat late into the night.”
After saying that, she pointed to the kitchen, “Uncle Axel just left for an emergency, so after you take a bath, come down to take your medicine.”
Roy stared at her deeply for a moment, then reached out and pulled her back as she turned to leave.
He placed his forehead against hers and whispered to her soothingly.
“Baby, don’t be upset. Next time they invite me, I’ll take you with me.”
Richelle had no initial thoughts on this, but after hearing him say that, her heart suddenly skipped a beat!