Chapter 595: Chapter 591: Master Lewis, you’re getting worse!

Richelle Dunn gave him a big hug.

“Thank you for your hard work!”

A meaningful smile appeared on Roy Lewis’ face, “No, I feel very happy!”

Richelle Dunn let go of him and shot him a glare.

“Master Lewis, you’re getting worse and worse.”

Roy Lewis’s hand stroked her face, “Didn’t they say, women prefer bad men?”

Richelle snorted, leaned in and gently bit his clean-shaven chin.

“Right, I’m madly in love with you, you scoundrel!”

Roy Lewis’s eyes were filled with amusement as he pinched her cheek, his burning gaze almost glued to her face.

“So, do we continue tonight, hmm?”

His voice was low and pleasant.

Now when he intentionally lowered his voice, it became even more provocative and alluring.

Richelle’s face turned red without resistance.

Timothy saw something he didn’t understand, so he came over to ask his dad, and saw his mom’s face was flushed.

He quickly put his book down on the desk, worriedly took Richelle’s hand.

“Mommy, why is your face so red? Are you sick?”

Richelle coughed a couple of times, trying hard to come up with a reasonable explanation.

Roy Lewis watched her with a lifted eyebrow and then ruffled the little guy’s hair.

“Mommy’s not uncomfortable, she’s just wearing too many clothes, she’s hot!”

Timothy then realized that even though the weather wasn’t cold, Mommy was wearing long sleeves and even had a thin silk scarf around her neck.

“Oh… Mommy, you’re like a child… don’t know how to dress according to the weather, huh…”

His tone was the same as Richelle’s usual complaints about the kids wearing inappropriate clothes.

Richelle was speechless.

But rather than letting the children know the truth about the long sleeve shirt and scarf she was wearing, she’d rather have them think of her as a child, not knowing how to dress according to the temperature.

“Yes, mommy, I’m human too, I’ll make mistakes, right?”

As Richelle spoke, Timothy grabbed the remote control from the table and turned the temperature down by two degrees.

Then, he leaned close to Richelle’s ear and whispered mysteriously,

“Mommy, I know, you want to look pretty in front of Daddy! Don’t worry, I won’t tell Daddy, a woman should be happy with her looks!”

Richelle couldn’t help but feel amused by this little rascal’s cleverness, but then again, his assumption wasn’t exactly wrong.

After she got up, she had indeed spent some effort to put together an outfit that could cover the marks from his passionate actions last night and still look pretty.

After Timothy finished speaking, he quickly asked his dad a question, then smiled deeply at him.

“Thank you, Daddy, I’ll be a light bulb and won’t bother you guys…”

He finished speaking, held his book, humming a little song, and happily ran back to the window side, joining his siblings to continue reading.

Richelle was both amused and frustrated as she looked away from the children.

She shook her head helplessly, “Timothy’s personality…”

Roy Lewis’ face was also filled with laughter, “Just like you, thoughtful and open-minded!”

Richelle was even more helpless, “How is it only like me? You make it sound like you didn’t contribute any genes.”

Roy Lewis didn’t understand her sudden agitation, pulled her in so she could lean gently on him.

“The three children are like this, it’s good. Timmy has a calm and composed personality, probably influenced by me more, sometimes he’s not that flexible, but in academic fields where he needs focus, he can go far.”

“Tifanny, being pampered by the whole family, is inevitably naive and romantic, but it just so happens to give her more imagination and freedom in artistic pursuits.”

“And Timothy, with his lively personality and understanding of people’s hearts, he’s great at socializing with people of all ages. I’ve never seen anyone able to resist his cheerful optimism and humor. When they grow up, he’ll probably be the one mediating and worrying about the family’s affairs. From my perspective, even if the three children don’t make their own choices, I think Timothy is the most suitable one to inherit the family business.”

Richelle Dunn didn’t expect Roy Lewis to think so far ahead, “In these matters, we just need to watch from the side and give timely guidance. In the end, we should respect their opinions.”

Each of the three children had their strengths and weaknesses; at the beginning, Richelle may have focused more on Timmy.

But now, her dedication towards all three children was truly equal.

Roy Lewis nodded, “Professor Feynman just sent me a few emails, all with unpublished papers from his years of research and some of his views on social hotspots.”

Richelle wasn’t surprised, “Yes, I can tell Professor Feynman really loves Timothy. I’m also thinking, after you recover and can show yourself again later this year, we can take another opportunity to take the three children to visit him for a while.”

Roy Lewis nodded, “I have the same plan. Professor Feynman’s health isn’t good, and I don’t know when he’ll retire. He probably wants to teach Timothy everything he knows while he still has the energy.”

Richelle asked Roy Lewis to show her the emails, and she had trouble understanding many parts.

“Can Timothy understand these?”

Roy Lewis smiled at her, “Don’t worry, as long as I can understand them!”

Then Richelle remembered that Roy Lewis was a guest professor at Hontrug University.

“Well, our little Timothy is in your hands, Professor Lewis!”

Roy Lewis couldn’t help but give her another kiss on her lips.

“You’re welcome, it’s my honor!”