Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366: 366- My Son

"Are you pregnant?" Nina’s eyes narrowed into thin slits when she saw Sheila’s condition. Sheila tried to smile and shook her head, "It’s due to panic attacks. Since childhood, if I’m mentally disturbed, I used to feel stomach cramps and nausea."

It had been three days since she had been vomiting nonstop. Thanks to Nina who was taking care of Alexander.

"Alexander?" She tried asking Nina but then clamping her hand on her mouth she ran to the bathroom.

"Don’t worry about Alexander," Nina called out after her, "the child is safe!"

Nina was having doubts. What if Sheila was pregnant?

Being a simple woman, Nina couldn’t expect that she would lie.

She went to the butler and asked him about Alexander, "Where is my son Rafael?"

He bent his head a little and pointed to the upper floor, "Closed in that room without any food or drink," he smiled a little, "Just like you asked me to do."

Nina nodded in satisfaction. The poor boy had been in that room for the last three days and used to scream at night.

As a child, he might endure hunger and thirst, but the darkness was lethal for his small brain and heart.

Sheila was already not well, and Miles was being secretly given sleeping pills in his food. Excessive pills could cause serious harm to his health, especially due to the age factor. Nina couldn’t care less.

Enough of being a good girl. Now she was ready to show everyone just how bad she could be beneath the guise of her angelic smile.

"Ask our family doctor to visit us. I need Sheila to get treated," Nina told the butler, and he nodded. He could never understand this woman.

On one hand, she was keeping the small boy without any food, water, and electricity while on the other hand, she wanted to take good care of his mom.

Sometimes his heart used to go out for that boy. Daily in the evening, his cries could be heard when he used to call for his mom.

"Mom! It’s dark! Please help me! Take me out of here."

Poor Sheila was fighting with her health. The urge to keep her pregnancy a secret from everyone was getting stronger.

When she carried Alex, her belly didn’t show much for the entire nine-month pregnancy. This time, it was her first trimester so nobody could tell.

However, she couldn’t keep Nina in the dark for long. She wanted to meet her son, but her health wasn’t allowing her to leave the bed.

She had soiled her clothes with pee and vomit over the past few days.

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"Did you do any pregnancy test, ma’am?" the doctor asked Sheila who was almost feeble and needed energy.

When she was pregnant with Alex, she never felt such nausea but this time it was making her condition worse. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

He shifted his gaze towards Nina, "I need some privacy, ma’am," he requested with a faint smile.

"We just lost a family member, and she needs me, doctor," Nina informed him with a worried expression, but the doctor shook his head firmly.

"Mrs. Sinclair. This is about patient-doctor privacy," Nina regretted calling him. She should have called an amateur who she could convince to let her stay.

"Fine!" she shrugged with a smile and left the room.

"I’m here," she hugged him to her, "Your mom is here. I’m your mom, sweetheart. Tell me ... tell me that I’m your mom."

Fear. Loneliness. Absence of his mom.

All this had done great harm to his mental health. Only one thing was registered in his mind and that was, this woman came to him when he needed someone the most.

For him, she was a knight in shining Armor.

His small arms were around her neck and Nina could feel how his little body was shivering.

"Tell me, Rafael. Tell me, I’m your mom, son."

Rafael nodded and then looked at Nina with difficulty, "Where is my mom?" he asked her with urgency.

"I’m your mom, sweetheart," she kissed his forehead.

"But... but my mom..." Nina pushed the little child with force and the poor thing landed on the floor with a thud, "No woman is your mom, Rafael. I’m your mom! Stay here one more day so that you can learn manners."

When she left the little boy, he didn’t have enough energy in him to scream for help.

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Nina knew that soon the boy would be hers. His small brain was too innocent and too raw to process everything. The mental torture would soon make him forget who he was. Nina could easily use the opportunity to introduce him to his new home and his new mama.

"Soon you will be my son, Rafael. And then we will start afresh."