Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 89

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The rest of the ride Marissa kept thinking what went wrong. He was still responding to her questions but had gone suddenly quiet. 

When they reached home, he turned off the engine and leaned back tilting his head towards her. 

“We are home,” he muttered in a low voice. Marissa glanced 

outside the window and then turned to him. 

“Will you come inside to meet the kids?” she asked. 

Instead of answering her, he unbuckled his seat belt and bent over to unbuckle hers too. However, he didn’t straighten and stayed there near her. 

His hands were placed on both sides of her seat. And his face was dangerously close to hers. 

“I want to,” he said looking into her eyes, “but something came up. An emergency. I’ll come to meet kids soon,” he murmured brushing away her black hair off her face and tucking it behind her ear. 

When his hand brushed her cheek, she had a feeling that he was using her hair as an excuse to touch her face. 

His fingers lingered a little longer near her lips and Marissa felt her breath hitch. 

“Rafael!” she whispered, her heart racing. 

He smiled, his eyes never leaving hers, “I’m right here for you. No matter what it is. Just call me or message me. I’ll come over. No questions will be asked. I promise.” 

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He again raised his hand to brush it over her forehead. Marissa’s 

fluttered shut for a moment as she savored the feeling of his 

eyes 

touch. 

This is not a dream. Right? This is all real. 

“I know, Y–you…” she kept her eyes closed, “You will be there for us. You are the best father and …” 

She gasped when felt him gently holding her face between his fingers and thumb. It was not a tight hold but firm, pressing his cheeks, “Yes. I’ll be there for our kids as well. Open your eyes, 

Marissa!” 

He commanded her and when she gave in to his command, his face was still close, “You come before everyone, Marissa,” He 

emphasized each word, “You ARE before everyone. I do love my kids, but you are before everyone.” 

She gulped and tried to ignore her heart that was dancing in there after listening to those words. 

“Got it?” he asked her softly and she could only nod her head. 

“Thank you,” she said holding his wrist, “And I want to tell you that I liked that cottage,” turning her head a little she kissed his wrist, “And someday I would love to go there again.” 

Here! She said it. Being a man when he was openly expressing himself then why couldn’t she do it? 

“Really?” she swiped her tongue on her lower lip and his eyes dipped at the action. 

“Th–that’s good,” he chuckled and looked up, “We’ll definitely… go 

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there… again…” 

Marissa offered him a tightlipped smile, “I think I should go home now,” she said a little awkwardly still conscious of his gaze. 

When he didn’t say anything, she spoke again, “I might manage to get to the office before lunch…” She trailed off when saw him shaking his head. 

“What!” 

“You are not going to the office, Marrisa. Nopes!” his lips smacked at the P sound. 

“Wait! What? But why?” she asked with a frown. 

He shrugged nonchalantly making a pout, “Because I said so.” 

She abruptly slapped his arm, “And who are you to say that?” 

“Your boss!” he rolled his eyes, “and stop hitting me! Why would you inflict this physical abuse on me?” 

“Well!” she also rolled her eyes, “Because I’m your friend. Or have you already forgotten?” with that, she again attempted to hit his chest, but he held her hand this time. She didn’t mind it and tried to free her hand, “Hah! Very funny! Now leave my hand. Let me go!” 

He pouted, thought for a minute then gave a shake to his head. 

“Rafael!” her eyes widened, “Let me go!” this time she tried to suppress it, but he didn’t miss the laughter in her voice. 

“Fine!” he kissed her nose bridge, “Go!” 

“Ouch!” she scrunched her nose when he nibbled it a little with his teeth, “Behave yourself, Mr. CEO. Like, look at you. President of 

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MSin. Huh!” 

They both did not realize that they were seated in the car for so many minutes and Sophie standing in the window was continuously observing the couple. 

She had to admit that she was enjoying the view. 

She wished she could go down and shake them hard. 

Sigh! 

She wished she could also get a man like Rafael. 

She made a sensible move when she sent a text message to Rafael instead of Marissa, telling him about the police officer who came 

with Kate. 

Instead of telling everything to Marissa, she preferred to confide in Rafael. As soon as he got the signals, he responded to her 

messages and assured her that Marissa would be safe, and no one could even lay a finger on her. 

His messages were: 

I’m on the fuel station and haven’t shown any message to Marissa. Don’t let her know whatever happened. Let me handle everything 

first.