Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127: 127- Nieces and Nephews

Marissa went to her room and placed her purse on the nightstand. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. The man who was on her mind all this time was busy gaming in her living room.

With a chuckle, she went to the bathroom and changed into a comfy oversized t-shirt and didn’t bother to wear anything else except a pair of skimpy panties.

Due to Rafael’s presence, she had been wearing pajamas along with it.

"Tired?" She jumped when found him leaning against the side of the doorframe, "Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you," He left the spot and started taking small strides to reach her with that same panther like grace.

"Eh. I was just tying my hair... the usual I do before going to bed," she could feel his eyes while brushing her hair.

While fixing it, a few strands of her hair fell in front of her shoulder, and he began moving them behind her. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

"Did you enjoy your dinner?" he asked her in a hushed whisper, and she pursed her lips tightly into a thin line.

"Very much," the spirit was missing from her voice, he noticed.

"Are you upset?" he inquired gently.

"Upset? Me? Nah!" she clicked her tongue against her inner cheek, "Tsk. Why will I be upset?"

"Because," his fingers were back in her hair brushing the strands, "I wasn’t upset!"

Damn. He was right. She was upset because he wasn’t upset.

"No... why would I want you to be upset, Rafael?" Marissa started pulling her hair in a ponytail.

"I don’t know, Marissa. I think you are angry at me for some reason," he shrugged putting his hands in his pants pockets.

This time she didn’t offer any explanations but just smiled and kept looking at him. His hand raised and the index finger touched her lashes.

She blinked and closed her eyes.

"Do you remember, tomorrow is my turn?" he whispered.

"Umm hmm. What turn?"

"To take you on a date," he kept teasing her lashes and she wished that she had the same length as him.

Those black lashes on his green eyes always looked so breathtaking.

"Oh. Date. Yes. I would love to..."

She held his hand that was still touching her eyes, "Why did you let me go?"

"Sorry?" it felt like someone had pulled him out of a trance, "What did you say?"

"Nothing," she left his hand and headed to the wardrobe trying to get busy with something.

He was already doing so much for her to overcome his guilt. They were married accidentally and now kids were involved.

For a moment, she felt as if Valerie was there holding her collar, "Marissa. What do you think? If the kids weren’t there, would he ever even bother to look at you?"

Oh, man. Valerie was right. There were kids involved along with a little sexual tension. Nothing else.

Who brings a woman to his office for a date? She asked herself and glanced at the wristwatch. It was taking him long but never mind.

She could wait for him, for an eternity.

She straightened when felt a presence behind her.

"Dean?" she covered her mouth in surprise, "what are you doing here on a Sunday night?" he shrugged and started placing mouth-watering dishes on the office desk.

"My, my. Are you our waiter tonight?" she laughed when saw his solemn face. He bowed down submissively like she was a princess, and he was her slave

"At your service, ma’am," he stepped back and then clapped in the air. Someone else stepped in the hallway and she was taken aback, "Delinda?"

The woman’s face was intensely serious, and she didn’t even bother to acknowledge her presence and kept arranging glasses and wine bottles on the desk.

Marissa held her friend’s wrist, "Did Rafael force you to do all this? I’ll talk to him." Feeling guilty Marissa shook her head, "I was about to tell you about Rafael and me... but..."

"No need!" Delinda said the words with a straight face and turned on her heels to leave. Marissa wanted to stop her. Why did Rafael ask his office staff to serve them dinner?

They might start hating her.

She went still when sensed a presence behind her. The perfume was familiar, and it didn’t belong to Rafael.

With a racing heart, she slowly turned around and felt her breath hitch in her throat.

"N-Nina! Y-you?"

"And she isn’t alone sister," another voice sent chills down her spine, "I also arrived here to welcome you on board. By the way. How are my nieces and nephew?"