Chapter 57: Chapter 54: Dr. Dunn, where is the gift you sent me?

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Richelle Dunn was taken aback by Roy Lewis several times today, almost scaring the courage out of her.

“Mr. Lewis, I’m not very comfortable in that kind of situation…”

Richelle tried to suppress her anxiety and tactfully declined Roy Lewis’ invitation.

Roy Lewis was somewhat disappointed, “Timmy only gets along with Timothy and Tifanny, and if you guys could come, Timmy would be happier.”

Roy Lewis’s intention to invite Richelle was indeed for his son.

The Lewis family was prosperous, and by Timmy’s generation, there were over a dozen children. Yet, none of them, older or younger, could get along with Timmy.

Before, Roy Lewis thought his son was just aloof and unwilling to join others.

Now, he realized that it wasn’t that his son was aloof or unsociable, but simply that the other Lewis children couldn’t play with him.

Roy Lewis, who had a similar upbringing as his son, still thought not long ago that it was no big deal not having playmates, as it wouldn’t hinder his son from growing into an excellent heir.

But after getting to know Timothy and Tifanny, he discovered how wonderful children’s world could be, and how pitiful and heart-wrenching his son was, being raised as an heir.

Richelle felt guilty and heartbroken after hearing this, and couldn’t help but glance at her son.

The young master met her gaze silently and then spoke.

“Daddy, it’s okay, the banquet is too noisy, and Timothy and Tifanny don’t like it!”

Mommy has been working so hard to hide his siblings, and if they were exposed at the banquet, not only Daddy would want to take them away, but Grandpa Clarkson would also want them.

Richelle gave him a grateful glance, “Indeed, Timothy and Tifanny have never experienced such a grand occasion, and going would only cause trouble for you.”

Roy Lewis naturally couldn’t persuade her further after the conversation had reached this point.

Mr. Lewis’s birthday was on the same day as Roy Lewis’s birthday. Richelle arrived at the Lewis’ at seven o’clock, and at that time, the young master hadn’t yet come downstairs, and there was only Roy Lewis in the living room.

She was carrying the birthday cake that the children had made by themselves yesterday, as well as Timothy and Tifanny’s special birthday gift for Roy Lewis.

Roy Lewis didn’t expect her to prepare all these, said “thank you!” as he took the cake and gift.

Richelle only learned from Uncle Axel that Roy Lewis’s birthday was on the same day as Mr. Lewis’s, and they used to have the party together. But when he turned twelve, they never celebrated his birthday anymore.

Although Richelle hadn’t known him for long, she could somewhat understand the reason why he didn’t celebrate his birthday.

Initially, she was planning to just say happy birthday and let it go.

Unexpectedly, upon learning from their big brother that Daddy was having his birthday, Timothy and Tifanny excitedly made preparations for his gift.

Richelle couldn’t bring herself to crush the children’s enthusiasm, so she accompanied them in making the cake and brought it along with the gift they made by hand.

“The cake was made by Timmy and Timothy and Tifanny, and the gifts are from Timothy and Tifanny. The gifts might be a bit childish, but I hope Mr. Lewis won’t mind.”

Since Roy Lewis unintentionally hurt the two children last time, Richelle began to doubt his emotional intelligence.

Although he later prepared many gifts for the two children, Richelle guessed that those childish little gifts from Timothy and Tifanny might have been thrown into the trash already.

Roy Lewis didn’t like sweets, and he couldn’t eat more than a bite or two of sweet and greasy pastries like cakes in a year.

However, hearing that the cake was personally made by his son and Timothy and Tifanny, he couldn’t help but feel some anticipation.

“Let me see!”

Saying that, he reached out to untie the ribbon on the cake box.

Richelle quickly bent down to untie the ribbon and opened the box.

If she wasn’t mistaken, his perpetually cold face seemed to show a trace of tenderness and a faint smile, his deep eyes also flashed a glint of brilliance. Could it be that he was actually looking forward to the cake?

Roy Lewis’s emotions were always well-hidden, so even though Richelle was good at reading people, she could never quite grasp his thoughts.

Roy Lewis leaned in and carefully examined the appearance of the cake.

“Did you make this at home?”

“We didn’t have the tools at home, so we made it yesterday afternoon at a nearby bakery.”

Since most of the steps were done by the children, the frosting on the cake was actually quite rough.

However, Roy Lewis was very interested, with a smile in his eyes. He pointed to the animal on the cake that was surrounded by flowers and had a crown on its head, and asked, “What is this?”

Richelle Dunn glanced at the strange-looking animal, and a smile appeared in her eyes too.

“Timmy said your zodiac sign is a tiger, so these flowers and the tiger were all made by them. What do you think? It’s pretty cute, right?”

As a mother, Richelle saw nothing but childlike innocence and fun in this ugly cake, but she wasn’t sure how Roy would feel about it, so she decided to soften the blow in advance.

This cake, if placed in front of Roy a month ago without telling him its origin, would definitely have been discarded by him.

But Roy was gradually learning to appreciate the feelings and intentions of his children, so now the cake appeared very cute in his eyes, just as Richelle had said.

“It’s very cute and unique, the most meaningful and special cake I’ve ever received in my entire life.”

Indeed, he had received many expensive cakes before, but a homemade cake made by his son and his friends was simply priceless!

Richelle was pleased to see the genuine smiles on his face and not just courtesy.

“As long as Mr. Lewis is happy!”

At this point, little Timmy ran down from upstairs, saw the cake on the coffee table, and hurried to Roy, his face beaming.

“Daddy, do you like the cake?”

Roy couldn’t help but hold his little face and pecked his nose.

“Daddy loves it, thank you, sweetie!”

Little Timmy laughed happily, and as soon as Roy let go of his face, he quickly said, “Timothy, Tifanny, and I made it together!”

Little Timmy inherited his father’s temperament – he was very protective of his brother and sister. Once he recognized Timothy and Tifanny as his siblings, he consciously took on the responsibility of protecting and loving them.

This cake was made by the three siblings together, and he couldn’t take all the credit for it.

Although his siblings couldn’t come in person, he would help convey their love for their father.

Roy had recently learned to respect his children’s feelings and how to respond, so he nodded and said,

“Alright, tomorrow 1’11 buy them a big meal, okay?”

Little Timmy was delighted, but he worried that Richelle might be inconvenienced, so he quickly looked at her.

Richelle knew that her child, as well as Timothy and Tifanny, were looking forward to celebrating their father’s birthday together. Besides, since Roy was turning thirty, it wouldn’t hurt to let his kids spend the day with him.

“How about this, Mr. Lewis provides the ingredients tomorrow, and Mrs. Walker and I cook at home? Children have more restrictions, and it’s not very safe to eat out.”

Eating at home was ultimately safer.

Roy hesitated at first. It was supposed to be his treat; it didn’t feel right to ask someone else to cook.

“Daddy, 1 agree! Timothy and Tifanny would also prefer to eat at home…”

Little Timmy kindly helped Richelle.

Roy had no choice but to nod, and then he opened the handmade gifts from Timothy and Tifanny.

It was a handmade yarn doll keychain for a car. Unlike the cake, this doll was exquisitely made, with lifelike features from the clothes to the facial expressions.

“Huh, this doll looks a bit like Timmy!”

Timothy and Tifanny had made the doll in their own likeness, and since the three siblings looked almost exactly alike, it naturally resembled Timmy.

“Daddy, this is me! I have a keychain like this too!”

As he spoke, he took out his own keychain from his pocket and flaunted it proudly.

Roy was overjoyed and thanked Richelle.

“I love the gifts, and I will personally thank Timothy and Tifanny tomorrow!”

Richelle nodded, and then there was a sudden clap of thunder in her earlobe.

“Dr.. Dunn, where’s my gift from you?”