Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

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They were in the parking lot of MSin which was only reserved for Rafael and Joseph with the private elevator. Co 

“You made me late,” she said glancing at him. After getting done with his seat belt, he leaned over to unbuckle hers. 

“Nopes. I didn’t. It was Sophie. She drove slowly to reach the hotel,” Marissa stretched her lips. into a forced smile knowing full well that he was jesting with her. 

“Are you serious? It was your laptop, Rafael. Not Sophie,” 

Holding her face, he bumped their noses, “Why not take away the blame from Sophie and my laptop and pin it on something else.” 

Marissa was already getting conscious of his closeness, “And who will you pin it on?” she cocked up a brow, “Will it be a person or a thing?” 

He cleared his throat and got serious. But Marissa had already seen that mischievous glint in his emerald green eyes, “I would like to pin it on the blow job!” he said. 

A puny punch landed on his shoulder, “Jerk!” 

She turned around to unlock the door, “Hey. I’ll wait for you,” she heard him behind her and 

froze. 

Chewing her lower lip, she looked back over her shoulder, “Dean might kill me. I was supposed to be here earlier than usual.” 

His arms enveloped her, drawing her to him, “And why Dean would kill you?” 

This was his no–nonsense tone and those green orbs flashed iciness while roaming on her face. She tried to shrug it off with a chuckle, “Because I’m late. 

“Even if you are late, Marissa. So what? Nobody can dictate to you or get mad at you,” he said. looking into her eyes, “got that?” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

She wanted to ask the reason. Why couldn’t Dean or Joseph say anything? Rafael was making her feel as if she was the owner there. 

He was still looking at her. She cupped his cheek and nodded at him with a soft smile, “Got that!” 

He gently tilted his head into her hand and kissed it. 

She was feeling giddiness while walking to the office. The feeling that Rafael was waiting for her in the parking lot was giving her butterflies in her tummy. 

“Hello!” she announced her presence when found Dean and Delinda sliding small cartons in the hallway. 

“Hey!” Dean hugged her and whispered, “Any idea why our boss thinks that we have snakes?* 

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Because I told him. 

“I wish I could explain this,” she then eyed Delinda who was asking the workers to shift the food 

cartons to the truck. 

Like always she didn’t arrive to greet her or hug her. 

“Hey, Del,” Marissa walked over to her friend, “How is George?” she asked about her boy praying mentally that he was alright. 

“He is good, Delinda shifted her focus to the man who was packing the stuff and taping it. 

“I’m sorry for being late, Delinda. Sophie… my friend… she took me for coffee…” 

Dean who was standing behind her, placed his hand on her shoulder, “Don’t worry. I have packed most of your stuff.” 

Marissa felt guilty. It wasn’t Dean’s job. 

“My apologies again… I’ll be more careful in the future.” 

“That’s not a problem, Marissa,” the laborers were sliding the cartons outside the hallway and Marissa could see uniformed men who must be here for fumigation, setting the chemical packages and containers. 

Marissa noticed Delinda struggling with the heavy paper bags and immediately went over to take them from her, “Let me do that, Del. Move back. 

But Delinda almost snatched it from her grip quite harshly, “No thanks,” she said in a clipped 

voice. 

Even Dean seemed surprised at her rude tone. When his eyes met Marissa’s, he just shrugged in 

confusion. 

What went wrong? 

Why is Del treating me like this? 

Is she in trouble? 

Is it about her baby? 

“Del!” she called her name, but Delinda didn’t even bother to look at her. 

“Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you?” she asked and tried grasping her friend’s wrist. 

Delinda gently freed h and and shook her head, “No. You didn’t.” 

“Del. I’m just worried…” 

“No need to get worried for me, Marissa. Excuse me…. I have got a job to do…” Delinda walked away with a firm face. 

Marissa felt hurt. Shouldn’t Delinda confide in her? As a friend shouldn’t she tell her about the 

issue? 

After that Marissa got busy with work. She kept instructing the workers after labeling the 

cartons 

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They needed to get it done quickly so that fumigation could be started. 

She took out the phone from her purse when heard the ringtone. 

Rafael. 

With a smile, she moved to a private corner and spoke, “Yes?” 

His impatient voice reached her ears, “How long will it take? I’m waiting.” 

She smiled and eyed the other corner where Dean was busy, but Delinda was looking at her not trying to break the eye contact this time. Marissa shuddered when she realized what it was in 

her eyes. 

Hatred. 

“I’ll be down soon,” Rafael cracked a joke about a blow job, and she couldn’t even laugh. 

“Thank you, ladies. Now you two should leave,” Dean said good–naturedly. 

Marissa lifted herself on her toes and kissed his check, “You are a sweetheart: Dean wasn’t prepared for the kiss and gave her a sheepish smile. 

“Uh… thanks,” 

She came out of the building with Delinda behind her. She spun around to face her, once they were out. Rafael was waiting for her in the private parking but here she needed to talk to her. 

“Now let’s talk like adults, Del. What did I do?” 

Delinda who was looking at her, smirked, “You did nothing. You are too innocent to do anything bad.” 

“Come on, Delinda. This isn’t the time to be sarcastic. What happened?” She demanded. 

“I was there in the superstore two days back!” she snapped. 

“Superstore? Two days back?” Marissa wasn’t understanding anything. 

“Yeah. When your girls bought condom packs. I was enjoying it until… until I saw Mr. Rafael Sinclair…” 

Marissa’s head started reeling, 

“And don’t you dare say it wasn’t you? I’m not blind, Marissa. For how long it’s been going?” 

“Delinda… I… I can explain. 

“Explain? Explain what ow you became a home breaker? When his wife is back home waiting for him, he is with you and taking your kids‘ responsibility? I misjudged you, Marissa.” 

“Th… this… Isn’t fair…” Marissa tried her best not to cry, “You aren’t even allowing me to offer any explanations” 

“There is no explanation for cheating, Marissa. Now I understand…why he was giving you these huge favors in office. Kate was so right. How wrong I thought of her. Delinda closed her eyes and shook her head, “She was right all along. Now I understand how you got that position.” 

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“Delinda. I thought we were friends,” she whispered. 

“Not anymore. I can never be friends with a home wrecker, Marissa. Don’t you ever try to talk to 

me.”