Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu’s Passionate Pursuit-Chapter 796 - 792: A Qualified Veteran Driver

Chapter 796: Chapter 792: A Qualified Veteran Driver

That night, the whole family enjoyed moon gazing in the courtyard until late at night.

Eventually, the elderly and children couldn’t take it anymore and went back to their rooms to rest.

Nathan Caroule and Denise Munni also returned to their sea view suite for their own private time.

On the lawn, a large pad was laid out, on which only Roy Lewis and Richelle Dunn remained.

Roy sat cross-legged, while Richelle lay on his lap.

In her hand, she held her phone, checking comments on Roy’s WhatsApp Status.

Surprisingly, there were too many to even browse.

“Roy, do we really have this many mutual friends?”

Roy didn’t seem surprised, “Since you’re now the president of Lewis Group, it’s natural that our WhatsApp contacts would overlap a lot.”

Richelle thought about it, and it made sense.

“Can you really take half a day off tomorrow?”

Roy nodded, “Of course, even presidents need to take a break occasionally to work more effectively.”

Richelle reached out and touched his angular face, sympathetically saying,

“Poor thing, like a donkey that never stops pulling a millstone.”

Roy was a bit speechless, tugging at her cheek,

“Can’t you say something nicer…”

Richelle then laughed and said, “I love you, Roy Donkey.”

Roy gave a click of his tongue, cupped her face, lowered his head, and kissed her irresistible lips.

Richelle had had a little to drink tonight, while Roy, as always, restrained himself and drank juice just like the children did.

He conquered her mouth, and his hand involuntarily reached for her waist and touched her softness.

Richelle gave a soft moan, but as her reason was about to crumble, she pulled away, panting to remind Roy,

“We’re on the lawn…”

Even though Richelle was occasionally adventurous, doing something like this at home where the elders, children, or servants could see would be more than an adventure – it would be social suicide!

Roy understood, got up, and then princess-carried Richelle.

Richelle patted his chest, concerned about his physical condition,

“Hey, are you sure you can handle this? Don’t push yourself…”

As it turned out, doubting a man’s capabilities was a mistake.

That night’s love-making had left Richelle completely drained.

…

The next morning, Roy got up early, refreshed, and took the children to the backyard for a jog and exercise.

Meanwhile, Richelle could only resign herself to staying in bed and enjoying her wonderful Mid-Autumn holiday.

By ten o’clock, Richelle finally felt alive again.

And miraculously, this time, she didn’t feel as much pain as she anticipated.

Could it be that Roy was actually losing his stamina?

But recalling last night, that wasn’t right – he was more than impressive, surpassing all his previous performances.

Then, she found the answer in her bedside table.

Richelle washed up, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.

The living room was deserted. Upon asking, Uncle Axel informed her that the old man had taken the three little ones to have tea with his old pals.

“Where’s Roy?”

“In the study. He said he had a lunch date with you and asked us not to prepare any lunch.”

Richelle nodded and headed toward the study.

As Roy saw her enter, he hurriedly stood up, put his hand on her waist, and gently pinched.

“How do you feel? Any discomfort?”

Richelle squinted at him, “Be honest, where did you buy that ointment?”

The ointment had a faint scent of herbal medicine, obviously some kind of folk remedy.

Roy lowered his head to kiss her nose, “Did it work? Is your waist less sore and your back less painful?”

Richelle looked at him without answering.

Roy then said, “Don’t think too much. This is used by elite athletes after intense workouts to relieve muscle soreness. I thought the principle was similar, so I grabbed a box on the way here.”

Richelle clicked her tongue, “So how do you explain that?”

Roy smiled meaningfully at her, “No need to explain, I can just say I love sports and occasionally lose track of time, which can lead to overexertion. So, I need this ointment to help with recovery…”

Richelle slapped his arm, “I highly suspect you were driving early this morning!”

Roy grinned and moved in closer, gently biting her earlobe before asking in a husky voice,

“Well, ma’am, how was my driving? Did the experience meet your satisfaction?”

Richelle’s body shivered, and she melted into his arms. Despite her racing heartbeat and boiling blood, she maintained her composure.

“Satisfied. How could I not be, with an experienced driver like you?”

Richelle suspected that men possess a certain innate talent for these matters.

Meanwhile, women like her, even after having a similar number of driving experiences, always feel as thin-skinned as a rookie.

Roy circled her in his arms, his chin gently rubbing against her face. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

“I’m glad you’re satisfied. At least there’s one thing I can do that meets your high expectations…”

There was a touch of helplessness and guilt in his words.

Realizing that he had started to overthink, Richelle quickly turned around and encircled his neck with her arms. Standing on her toes, she kissed the repentant man’s nose.

“What are you talking about? I’m extremely satisfied with every aspect of you – you couldn’t be any better!”

This wasn’t Richelle simply trying to please him. Instead, she believed that Roy had done his best in every aspect within his capabilities, and that was enough!