Chapter 11: Three Children, Like Real Siblings

"I promised Timmy that I'd spend today with him." Of course, this promise included having lunch together. Richelle Dunn never thought that in just two days, her and Roy Lewis's positions would be swapped. She shamelessly stuck to Roy Lewis for the sake of her eldest son, but who was Roy Lewis sticking around for now, since he couldn't be driven away? Of course, Richelle wouldn't flatter herself into thinking it was for her, but with Roy Lewis sticking around, it was quite troublesome. She couldn't keep her children confined to the bedroom all the time, right? "Little young master is a very considerate child. Mr. Lewis, you're so busy, he must understand your difficulties. How about I call him out and you can have a chat with him?" Roy Lewis sat on the sofa, not moving at all, "No need, I'll stay for the meal. Thank you!" This morning, he had made a deal with her, and in just two or three hours, his face had been slapped endlessly. However, in such a huge double standard scene, Master Lewis didn't feel any shame at all. He said it was a bother to Richelle, but his expression was as if him staying for the meal was a huge favor to her. Richelle really wanted to sweep this man out the door with a broom, but since he and her eldest son were bound together, she couldn't drive him away, or else it would be difficult for her to see her son. Helpless, Richelle returned to the kitchen and continued working. When she finished preparing a large table of dishes, it was just past twelve o'clock. Roy Lewis sat on the sofa as if he was at home, looking at documents, making Richelle unable to do anything about him. She slipped into the bedroom and found her three precious children on the balcony. Although she was the parent, she always discussed things with her children in a consulting tone. "Timothy and Tifanny, your big brother's dad is going to stay for lunch. Can you two eat in the bedroom?" Tifanny blinked her big eyes, grabbed Timmy's hand, and expressed her wish with a sad face, "But I want to eat with my big brother!" Timmy held his sister's hand back, looking expectantly at Richelle. Clearly, he also wanted to eat with his younger brother and sister. And Timothy, the sensible child, raised his small hand weakly to express his inner desire. "I want to see what daddy looks like..." Tifanny immediately grabbed Timothy's hand with her other hand, whispering her agreement. "Mommy, Tifanny wants to see daddy too..." When Richelle heard Timothy and Tifanny mention Roy Lewis, her heart nearly jumped out of her chest in a panic. "Haven't you seen his photos online already? He's not good looking compared to our Timmy and Timothy, really!" In order to make her son and daughter give up the idea of seeing Roy Lewis, Richelle didn't hesitate to slander him. But Tifanny was not so easily fooled. She shook Timmy's hand and tilted her head to look at him. "Big brother, is daddy really ugly?" Timmy, being honest, gave a rather fair answer. "No, his temper isn't great, but he is quite handsome." For the first time, Richelle felt that having a child who was too smart was not entirely a good thing. Just like now, she couldn't even deceive them. Helpless, Richelle could only tell the truth, "But, aren't you afraid that he'll take you away?" Richelle was absolutely certain that a man like Roy Lewis would never allow his bloodline to remain outside his home. Timothy and Tifanny fell silent simultaneously, their little faces full of anxiety and struggle. After a while, Timothy clapped his small hand, "Hey, I've got an idea!" Before Richelle and the other two cute kids could ask, the little guy ran to the closet, opened the door, dived inside, rummaged around for a few moments with his bottom sticking out, and then, hiding his find behind him, came running back, happily showcasing his trophy to Richelle and his brother and sister. "Ta-da! Look, with this, my sister and I won't be afraid of daddy recognizing us!" Timmy's face showed delight, and Tifanny jumped over to hug Timothy, "Yay! Yay! Brother is so smart!" Richelle glanced at what Timothy was holding and chuckled, stroking the boy's little head, "Tsk, my Timothy is such a clever little rascal." After saying this, Richelle took a long step forward and stood at the front. "Alright, Timothy and Tifanny, get ready. We'll line up and march out to eat!" Although it was the first time Timmy was with his mommy and younger brother and sister, he naturally took his place behind Richelle, stretching his hand to grab the hem of her skirt. Well-prepared Timothy grabbed Timmy's clothes, and Tifanny grabbed the tail of Timothy's cow jumpsuit, crisply saying, "Reporting to mommy, Tifanny is ready!" Richelle turned around, rubbing each of their heads in turn. "Alright, let's get the train moving and head to the dining room!" Excitement lit up Timmy's eyes, just like his younger brother and sister, and then the three little stinkers responded in unison. "The little train is moving! Toot! Toot! Toot!" Roy Lewis, who was concentrating on documents in the living room, heard the laughter and playing from the bedroom and instinctively pricked up his ears, trying to discern which one was Timmy's. But the sounds of children's laughter and play were intertwined, making it impossible to distinguish between them. His own cool and sophisticated little young master was actually getting along so well with Richelle Dunn's children? Roy Lewis was doubtful. The door opened at this moment, and Richelle came out first, followed by her, holding the hem of her clothes, was his son, whose face was full of smiles. Tugging at his clothes was a little boy wearing an Ultraman half mask and cow jumpsuit, and behind the little boy was a little girl wearing a little yellow duck jumpsuit and a Minnie Mouse half mask. The three children made "toot-toot-toot!" sounds, mimicking the sound of a train, marching in line behind Richelle. When they passed the living room, the children all looked at Roy Lewis with smiles on their faces, and Richelle's two children greeted him almost simultaneously, "Hello, uncle!" Roy Lewis didn't like children, except for his own precious son, and basically, other children could hardly catch his eye. But now, he was attracted by the bright smiles and lively appearances of Richelle's two children. His usually calm face showed a rare hint of a smile as he nodded at the two children, "Hello!" As Roy Lewis saw his reaction being quite normal, he probably hadn't noticed anything, and her heart settled. She continued to act as the locomotive, leading the children behind her into the dining room. Timothy, as the little master of the house, pulled open a chair under the dining table and invited Timmy, "Big brother, sit here!" The arrival of Roy Lewis, who had followed them in, found this address strange, "Big brother?" There was a subtle strangeness in Roy Lewis's heart, not to mention the title, it sounded like a real brother. Looking at the three little ones getting along, it seemed as if they had become as close as real brothers and sisters in just a short time.