Chapter 691 No Regret

On the second day after he returned to H Country, Richie spent the whole day in his bedroom without going out.

In the morning, seeing that Richie didn't go downstairs for breakfast, Wendy was a little worried, so she went upstairs to have a look.

The curtains in the bedroom were tightly closed. The sun was shining through the curtains, and there was only dim yellow light in the room.

Seeing that Richie was lying in the quilt, even his face was covered, leaving only his nose to breathe, Wendy could not help but take two steps forward and asked gently.

"Richie, did you catch a cold because of the cold day yesterday?"

As she spoke, Wendy stretched out her hand to feel the temperature of Richie's forehead.

But as soon as she reached out her hand, Richie stopped her in a low and hoarse voice.

"No, I'm just jet lagged. I always feel like I don't have enough sleep. Nothing serious."

After saying that, Richie closed his eyes which had just opened for a few seconds. He moved his body, as if he was sleeping in a comfortable posture. Then he didn't say anything, as if he had fallen asleep.

Seeing that Richie was indeed fine, Wendy went downstairs with relief. But before she left, she told him that he must eat the food sent by the servant later.

Richie didn't respond, but Wendy knew that he had heard it, so she stopped nagging. She quickly went downstairs and asked the servant to prepare a new breakfast and send it upstairs.

In this way, the lunch and dinner were sent to the bedroom by the servant for Richie.

Since Wendy came here once this morning, she knew that he was going to rest, so she didn't bother him again.

It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that Richie went downstairs for the first time on this day.

Before going downstairs, Richie had a simple wash, and then applied the plaster. He didn't go downstairs until he looked at his face in the mirror and didn't find anything unusual.

Downstairs, Carter and Wendy were in the living room. One was reading newspaper and drinking tea, and the other was playing with his grandson with a toy. It seemed that they were having a good rest.

"Dad, mom, good evening." Richie walked into the living room and greeted his parents in a low voice, but it was enough to attract the attention of the two.

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eyes and answered firmly, "I don't regret it."

He wasn't afraid of regretting that Consuela wouldn't come back. He was afraid that if Consuela left again after she came back, he would regret not taking good care of her.

Because he had lost her, he was not afraid of being in a state of loss all the time. On the contrary, after losing, he regained, and finally lost again for his own reasons. He would only be more unable to forgive himself.

Richie's father looked into Richie's eyes and saw firmness, as well as sadness and determination that were deliberately suppressed deep in his eyes.

His heart trembled. His father closed his eyes and said "Okay" softly. Then he left the study with a heavy heart.

Although Richie told him that he would leave the matter in France to a reliable person and go back to work, it would take a long time for him to really let go...

When he was with Laura before, although the two of them were about to get married, he had never seen him so affectionate.

It seemed that he would never spare some space for others in his life.

After walking out of the study, Richie's father took back his expression and went downstairs as usual.

Downstairs, when Wendy saw Carter coming downstairs, she immediately went up and asked what they had discussed.

Carter didn't tell her everything. He only told her the final result.

"He will go back to work tomorrow."

Wendy didn't know that the truth of Richie's business trip was to look for Consuela, so she believed it and didn't ask anything else.