Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 7

For the first time, Rafael didn’t like it when he saw Valerie’s name flashing on his phone screen, “Hey!”

“Rafael. Just wanted to keep a check on you. You know how much I care about you, sweetheart.”

He hummed into the phone as if he was too busy with his work.

“In the past two years, I kept tabs on you and didn’t stop asking about your well-being. Whether we were together or not.” She made her voice a little husky and Rafael found it odd when he felt like she was faking it.

What is happening to me? Is this how husband and wife should behave when a third person tries to cause a drift in their relationship?

“But why would you do that, Valerie, when I was always with you?” he asked her, keeping his tone casual.

She hesitated for a bit, “Of course, Raf. Tha … that’s what… I mean… yes… ha-ha. How… how can I forget that… I was with you all the time.”

He plastered the smile for her sake and invented a lie, “Yeah. All the time. Except when I went for those two days to a Therapy program right after two months of our wedding. Remember?”

She giggled again, “Yeah, yeah. How I missed you for those two days.”

“OK, love. My executives are here, and I need to carry on this meeting. Don’t worry. I’ll not stress my eyes.”

“I love you, Rafael. Just remember … that … I don’t want you to lose your eyes ever again.” She said softly and Rafael felt hurt…betrayed.

“I love you too. Don’t worry, Valerie. Just remember… Hakuna Matata.”

“What!” she laughed on the other side, “what does it mean?”

“Nothing, Valerie. Nothing. It’s just a cute dialogue of a movie.” He disconnected the phone and tossed it on the desk before meeting the gaze of his best friend Joseph.

***

Rafael signed some papers and moved the file to his assistant, “Take it, Liam. And ask the builders to follow the contract deadlines so that we can start hiring the new staff for our new offices in Kanderton.”

Liam nodded and picked up the file. Just recently he had found that Kanderton was a developing city and had a very good scope for their business.

“I feel like you are part of some movie,” Joseph said munching some crisps when Liam left, “maybe a suspense thriller.”

They were seated in Rafael’s office of Sinclair Industries after such a long time.

“You are saying that Marissa made a claim that she was the one who spent these past two years with you. On the other hand, your mom didn’t get you to meet anyone. Why do you think she did that?”

“Maybe because my psychiatrist suggested it. According to him I might have felt left out.” Rafael shrugged and took a sip of his coffee.

“And why would a psychiatrist suggest something so outrageous, Rafael? Instead of helping you mingle among other people, he is suggesting you give up your social life. Strange.”

Rafael stood up and loosened the tie around his neck.

“I need to find out about Dr. Sophia and Marissa. Something is telling me, they both are together. Sophia knows something about this whole drama that’s the reason she flew away.”

“By the way,” Joseph also got to his feet, “why are you so adamant in finding these women? Let them live their life and you stay happy with yours.”

Rafael was looking out the glass door observing the city lights. He didn’t give any reaction to Joseph’s questions.

He didn’t move when he felt his friend’s hand on his shoulder, “Don’t keep it inside you. Tell me. Why are you looking for them?” And for the first time, Rafael felt this sudden urge to cry.

“B…Because if… if Marissa is telling the truth, then… then … I think… those kids… those twins are mine.”

Joseph went still for a moment, “Goodness!” he whispered, and Rafael nodded with a sarcastic smirk.

“Did you talk to your mom or Valerie about it?” Rafael shook his head at his friend’s query,

“No, I didn’t. Asking these questions might mean alerting them. Valerie is not the same anymore.”

“Why? Weren’t you dating her before the accident? How can you say that?”

Because whenever I suck those kissable lips, they no more give me the taste of strawberries. I crave that taste.

He didn’t say it out loud but something in his expression made Joseph feel sorry for him.

“She doesn’t remember Hakuna Matata… a phrase from Lion King. I just lied to her that I went to a therapy program right after two months of our marriage. She went along with it but… I never went to any therapy program… in fact… in fact, I always stayed home after getting blind.”

He explained to his friend and for a few minutes, heavy silence hung in the room.

“Joseph. Help me.” This time there was pleading in his voice, “Help me in finding out Marissa and her kids. I might be wrong, but I need to confirm before taking the next step.”