Chapter 791 - 787: Never Thought I Was So Awesome
Chapter 791: Chapter 787: Never Thought I Was So Awesome
“What are you looking at?”
Richelle asked as she climbed next to him and leaned her head in.
Roy Lewis handed her the iPad, “Take a look, this is our first family portrait.”
As he said that, Richelle knew he was referring to the photos taken on his birthday when everyone wore masks.
On the screen, indeed, was a group photo of them wearing masks.
Moreover, her and Roy had been deliberately pressed close together by the cunning kids.
“Time flies so fast!”
Richelle couldn’t help but sigh.
Roy echoed, “Yeah, look at the kids back then, they were only up to my waist, now they’re almost up to my ribs…”
Richelle glanced at the brilliant smiling faces in the photos and couldn’t help but ask him.
“Speaking of which, you didn’t have any suspicion at all?”
Roy was a bit irritated by her question.
Although he knew she was forced at the time and had good reasons, it was still infuriating that she and her children knew everything while he was left in the dark, and the thought of it made him want to spit blood.
“How could I possibly suspect? Back then, your nationality was South Asian, even if I had a wild imagination, I would never think that you were the person from that night. And I certainly couldn’t have imagined that it was a triple blast that night!”
Richelle chuckled, “Yeah, you definitely wouldn’t have thought you were that amazing!”
Roy, both annoyed and amused, reached out to pinch her cheek.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? If I didn’t know your reasons, I would want to hang you up and beat you.”
Richelle looked at him with lively eyes, teasingly. “Would you be willing to?”
Roy truly wouldn’t.
Plus, he made a big mistake when he learned the truth, so he had no grounds to blame her.
“I wouldn’t do that. Besides, when I found out you were the one from that night, and that Timothy and Tifanny were my children, I actually had a strange, “it turns out to be like this” feeling. But at the time, my main feeling was regret.”
The two cuddled together, looking at the photos in the album one by one.
“Baby, do you know that although time seems to fly, looking at these pictures, I feel this year has been longer than the past dozen years combined.”
Richelle nodded, “That’s because so many different things have happened, there have been so many changes, so it feels like days have grown longer.”
“That’s exactly how it feels,” Roy exclaimed, “In the past, my days and years were the same, every day seemed the same, so when looking back, everything was monotonously similar.”
“But now it’s different, every day I wake up and see you and the kids, there is new hope and new expectations, each day is lively, and the memories are filled with laughter and joy. Of course, there are also many setbacks and unexpected events.”
“But it’s no longer just me carrying everything, it’s you, being with me along the way.”
That night, Roy was a bit more sentimental than usual.
However, ever since reuniting with Richelle, he had been lost on the path of sentimentality.
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The next day, Roy purposely left late, only going out after having breakfast with Richelle and the kids.
The three little ones reluctantly sent him to the car, “Daddy, remember to take the day off the day after tomorrow, for Mid-Autumn.”
Tifanny waved her little hand and persistently reminded Roy for the third time.
Roy responded as the car window slowly rose up.
Of course, he didn’t have the entire day off for Mid-Autumn, but coming home in the evening to have dinner with Richelle and the kids and enjoy the moon should be no problem.
After Roy left, the kids also had to go to school.
Richelle sent them off and went back to her study to continue researching Dylan Collins’s situation.
Sonia Seaton temporarily took over Kennedy Green’s treatment and recovery to make things easier for her.
Richelle was currently worried about one issue.
The equipment used for Roy’s surgery was borrowed from South Asia.
At that time, it was rented under the dual identity of Kennedy Green and Roy Lewis, plus a significant amount of rental and transportation costs, to get the equipment here.
After the surgery, Roy recovered well, and a week later, the equipment was sent back to South Asia by private jet.
Now, although Dylan Collins had secured funding, there was no way South Asia would lease equipment to other countries again in the short term.
That meant the only viable option was for Dylan Collins to go to South Asia for surgery.
In WhatsApp, Richelle sent a reply to Mr. Jarvis.
“Mr. Jarvis, I can do the surgery, but the success rate is only 40%, and the full recovery rate is only 30% after surgery. Moreover, the surgery has to be performed in South Asia. Please explain this to Mr. Collins and let him think it over.”
After sending the message, Richelle continued with her work.
Mr. Jarvis quickly responded, “Alright, thank you, Dr. Dunn. I will let him consider it thoroughly before replying.”
Richelle thought that Dylan Collins would need at least a few days to consider such a big decision.
However, in less than ten minutes, Mr. Jarvis called her.
“Dr. Dunn, Dylan Collins said that even if there’s only a 10% chance, he wants to go ahead with the surgery. Also, he wanted me to thank you for giving him a glimmer of hope and a chance at life.”