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Sherrina Kingston didn’t eat much noodles, but sohow she felt that the food just swallowed was stuffed from her stomach to her throat.
She didn’t have the heart to ask any more, got up and forced a smile at Uncle Axel.
“Uncle Axel, I’m full, thank you for your hospitality.”
Though Uncle Axel found her a little strange today, he still politely saw her out. Roy Lewis was still playing with the three children. Sherrina glanced at him, his chin covered in paper tape, but still looking handso and domineering, feeling a slight ache in her chest.
But while she was eating noodles just now, she finally realized that she had been too hasty today and had been sowhat careless.
“Roy, I’m leaving.”
Roy finally looked up at her when he saw she was no longer making a fuss.
“Mmm, go tell Old Brown that Nathan straightened out the issue with the sewage.”
Sherrina nodded and waved to the three children, “Babies, Auntie is leaving.” After Uncle Axel sent her out, Roy saw that it was almost ti, so he urged the three children to go back to their bedroom to take a bath and get ready for bed. Originally, when Roy learned that Timothy and Tifanny were also his children like Timmy, he had already remotely arranged for their bedrooms.
However, after they ca back, the three children insisted on sleeping in one bedroom.
After consulting with experts, Roy and Richelle Dunn set up a large co-bedroom according to the layout of the bedroom in South Asia.
Roy waited for the three little ones to finish their bath and tried to call Richelle again.
However, just like in the evening, the phone was still turned off.
Roy put the three children to sleep, returned to his study, and tried again, but the result was still the sa.
Roy was a little restless and uneasy, so after dealing with so work, he took out his phone and sent a ssage to Richelle on WhatsApp.
“The children are asleep. They were all good today. How about you? Busy or tired?”
After sending the ssage, Roy unlocked his phone to check from ti to ti, but there was still no movent on her WhatsApp until he lay down on the bed.
Roy took his dicine and went to bed. As usual, he would sleep until early morning.
But that night, he woke up.
There was a drizzle outside the window, and he didn’t know what the weather was like in the war-torn country where she was now.
Roy sat up, put on a thin coat and walked to the window.
Richelle was a very capable person, and she could definitely take good care of herself.
But in the middle of the night, he worried about her, wondering if her dinner was good.
He worried about her, wondering if she was warm at night.
He was afraid for her, wondering if she had a tense night mission that deprived her of sleep.
Missing her…
Roy stood by the window for nearly half an hour, his mind spinning with thoughts about Richelle.
Sigh…
At last, Roy sighed silently, walked back to the bed, lay down and slowly fell back asleep.
By morning, the rain had stopped.
As soon as Roy woke up, he checked his phone and saw the ssage from Richelle.
“It’s okay, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of myself. You, too, take care of yourself. I talked to Mr. Chapman, a doctor will co to give you acupuncture in the morning.”
The words were neither long nor short, as if everything that should be said had been said.
But Roy felt like sothing was amiss.
It seed that her tone was different from usual, and her words were as polite and businesslike as when she first beca his personal doctor.
Of course, this could be because she was really too busy, and typing those few words had already taken up all her free ti.
Roy tried calling her again, but once again the phone was switched off.
Even though nothing was wrong, Roy felt extrely anxious, even more severe than the last ti Richelle took their children back to South Asia.
He checked the ti difference and called the embassy on her side.
The colleague who answered the phone was still the one from last night, “Mr. Lewis, don’t worry, the situation here is still sowhat stable now. Although the dical team is indeed working hard, there are sufficient supplies and the working environnt is safe, so there’s no need to worry for the ti being.” Upon hearing this, Roy felt a little more at ease.
“Is the signal there really bad?”
“Yes, the base stations have been destroyed. Whether there’s a signal or not depends on luck. Here at the embassy, we use a special signal, so it’s relatively stable.”
When Roy thought about the harsh conditions there and the one-sentence reply from her, maybe it wasn’t just one sentence, but many more that simply didn’t get sent due to the unstable signal.
With this in mind, Roy finally felt a little better.
Roy wasn’t one to nag, but he once again asked his colleague to take extra care of Richelle.
“I’m going out this afternoon to take care of so things, I’ll see what we have here that the director’s wife might need and send so over.”
Roy thanked him, scaring his colleague a little.
“Mr. Lewis, it’s just a small favor for , there’s no need to be so polite.”
The situation over there changed rapidly, and weapons were ruthless.
As a doctor, Richelle was on the front line. While Roy couldn’t lend a helping hand, if the other party could really take care of Richelle, he wouldn’t mind saying thank you or even calling the other party “sir..”
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