Chapter 48: Chapter 45: Who Says Straight n Can’t Flirt with Won?
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Roy knew that his thoughts had no basis in science and were far-fetched.
But apart from thinking like this, he couldn’t find any other logical reason to explain these strange phenona.
Richelie felt that Roy was acting a bit odd today.
Usually, as long as she instructed him to lie down in a specific position, he would close his eyes and quietly let her apply the acupuncture needles.
But today, when she asked him to lie on his side, he did so, yet his eyes followed her movents the whole ti.
Richelle was baffled and initially thought she was reading too much into it.
But when she placed the needle case on the bedside table, looked up, and t Roy’s inquisitive gaze head-on, she couldn’t help but frown.
“Mr. Lewis, do you have any questions?”
Roy was caught in the act, but he remained composed and openly looked at her face.
“No!”
Richelle was infuriated by his confident response, so she laughed sarcastically and asked him,
“Then why have you been staring at , Mr. Lewis? Is it because I’m particularly good-looking today?”
Richelle, of course, knew she was quite eye-catching. However, she hadn’t narcissistically thought that soone as seemingly cold and unflappable as Roy would ever take notice of her looks.
So, rather than being narcissistic, her comnt was more self-mocking and teasing.
Little did she know, the man who usually seed indifferent to won’s beauty and had no idea how to flirt, suddenly blinked and said,
“You’ve always looked good.”
Roy’s statent was actually emotionless, simply an ordinary declarative sentence.
However, to Richelle it sounded as if he’d thrown a powerful bomb in front of her.
Damn it, who said straight n can’t flirt?
When a straight man flirts, it’s the most dangerous, isn’t it?
Richelle coughed twice to hide the shock in her heart, dropped her gaze self-consciously, and fiddled with the silver needle in her hand, pretending to be calm as she laughed it off.
“Haha, really? Thank you for the complint, Mr. Lewis!”
Roy watched her unblinkingly and, unexpectedly, saw the redness spread from her ears down to her neck and cheeks.
Hadn’t she been married before?
She had even had two children, and usually carried herself as if she didn’t give a damn about anything. Yet she blushed and acted shy so easily?
Roy’s stomach started to churn slightly. He pressed his hand against his stomach while continuing to watch Richelle.
“Hasn’t anyone told you that before?”
Her ex-husband must have been a terrible person!
“Huh?” Richelle looked up, puzzled, and t his deep black eyes.
“That you’re good-looking.”
Roy stared at her flushed face, and the woman before him suddenly overlapped with the alluring figure from his dream last night.
Richelle, who had already gone quite red, now turned completely crimson from her face to the base of her neck.
Richelle felt as if she had lost all her dignity!
She had never blushed like this in front of soone before.
“Mr. Lewis, please close your eyes!”
And shut your damn mouth, don’t interfere with my work!
Roy was initially just watching her out of curiosity, but her furious reaction now tickled him.
He looked at her with great interest, refusing to close his eyes, and waited to see what her next reaction would be.
Richelle was so frustrated she wanted to grind her teeth. She took the silver needle, shook it in front of his eyes, and sneered.
“If you don’t close your eyes, 1’11 stab them out!”
She was like a cornered kitten baring its little claws.
Roy Lewis’s mood suddenly improved, the corners of his lips slightly raised, making a gesture of ceasefire with his hand, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing him close his eyes, Richelle Dunn breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
That was close!
Didn’t this man know that his deep, attractive eyes had a bewitching power?
Especially for her, a painter who needed handso n and beautiful won to stimulate inspiration, this man who was perfect from facial features to body could not be criticized, and he was a great source of light.
Richelle Dunn took a few deep breaths, waiting for her inner agitation to calm down before picking up the silver needle again, aiming it at Roy Lewis’s acupuncture points, and quickly inserting it.
Roy Lewis soon fell asleep, and after Richelle finished applying the needles, she gave Uncle Axel a few instructions before going downstairs to accompany her eldest son.
Today, Roy Lewis had arranged for soone from the education departnt to co and give her the Teacher Qualification Exam, so she had to finish the exam before taking her eldest son back to her rundown little house.
The young master was flipping through a book on the living room sofa when he heard footsteps and looked up.
Richelle smiled at him, hesitated for a mont, and then sat down on the single sofa opposite him.
“Timmy…”
Lying in bed last night, Richelle suddenly beca a little scared, fearing that she had unintentionally hurt her eldest son in order to protect Timothy and Tifanny.
The young master looked at her but didn’t say anything.
“If there really is a new teaching building, would you like to move there?”
Yesterday, she was only thinking about protecting Timothy and Tifanny, and didn’t have ti to consider whether her eldest son might misunderstand her intentions.
Without even thinking, the young master shook his head, “No!”
Before Richelle could ask him why, he gave his reason.
“My younger brother and sister are safer and happier at ho!”
Now, he seems to have accepted the fact that Richelle’s shabby little room is also his ho.
Richelle’s eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She tried to hold back her tears and whispered softly, “I’m sorry…”
I’m sorry, Mommy isn’t strong enough to protect all three of you at the sa ti.
I’m sorry, but in a desperate situation, Mommy might still have to leave you…
It seed as if the young master could sense all the unspeakable pain in Richelle’s heart.
He watched Richelle quietly, his little hands gripping the edge of the sofa.
“It’s fine like this.”
Indeed, the young master hated that his mother had left him behind, taking only his younger brother and sister.
But his younger siblings told him that when their mother gave birth to him, she almost died, and when he was taken away, she couldn’t even move a finger.
If it wasn’t for their grandmother’s excellent dical skills, their mother and younger siblings would have died long ago.
Since childhood, the young master had been extrely suspicious of everyone around him, scrutinizing everyone except his father, uncles, and aunts.
But he believed in his younger siblings’ words from the very beginning.
Because he knew that there may be a lot of lies and calculations in the adult world, but there could be no deception in the world shared by him and his younger siblings.
Their hearts were connected.
With the understanding and tolerance of her eldest son, Richelle felt slightly relieved.
“Timmy, thank you.”
The young master blinked, hesitated for a mont, and finally spoke up to defend his father.
“My dad is not a bad guy!”
Richelle understood at once that Timothy and Tifanny had told their eldest brother everything she had said.
“I know, he’s not!”
Even if her eldest son didn’t say anything, Richelle could sense it.
A man like Roy Lewis would not stoop to doing things like stealing or kidnapping children.
As for those despicable acts in between, she would probably have to resolve things with Jayden Dunn and gan Linwood before the truth could co out..
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