Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

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That evening when everyone was leaving the office, Marissa stayed back to discuss some points with Dean. If the president had handed over her some duty, then she needed to take it seriously and complete it wholeheartedly. 

“Can you wait for me a little longer? I need to go to the first floor and meet someone from the Finance department,” Dean asked her in a rush jogging towards the exit door. 

“Sure,” she sat down on his seat and started revolving his chair slowly. There was no sound right now and she was sure her kids would make fun of her if they would see what she was doing. 

“Gosh! This is fun! I should take it home or maybe in 

or maybe in my kitchen. where I can sit and pass the orders to my employees…” She patted the armrests like a child and resumed the activity until she felt a pair of eyes probing her back. 

With a pout, she twisted the chair and found Rafael Sinclair. standing there observing her actions with a serious face. However, she didn’t miss the mischievous twinkle in his eyes. 

“I… I’m… sorry… I was just,” She was about to stand when he stopped her with the wave of his hand and approached the desk. 

“Keep sitting, please,” she felt odd when he took the other seat across the desk, “I needed to talk to you about something…umm. About this weekend…” 

She realized that the weekend was just two days ahead. 

When she nodded, he continued, “Have you talked to them… 

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have you talked to my kids about this meeting…” he couldn’t continue when she started shaking her head, Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“Mr. Sinclair. They are our kids,” This reminded him of what he had said just a few days back. 

“Yes. Our kids,” he chuckled, “Did you talk to them?” 

“Last night I wanted to…” she inhaled a long breath, “But couldn’t… I started telling them a silly story and they didn’t even bother to hear it and slept halfway.” 

She meant it as a joke, but he didn’t laugh. 

“If you want, you can tell me your story, Ms. Aaron. I promise I won’t listen to it only halfway nor I will go to sleep,” she was taken aback by the offer and didn’t know what to make of it. 

She knew very well that he would never sleep beside her. 

During his dating period with Valerie, they weren’t super close, but he always tried to be helpful and lent her an ear. 

But now things were too different. The situation they were in was 

rather weird. 

“I really appreciate your help. Mr. Sinclair. Let me talk to the kids tonight. I just want to let you know that I own a small space on Street 49 in Blue Vale town. On the ground floor, there is my commercial kitchen while the upper floor is occupied by three. adults and three kids. We are usually jam–packed but manage mostly. If you want, you can take kids to a nearby restaurant… or a park…” 

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the one who advised her to do it. Though Marissa 

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wanted the first meeting under her supervision but according to Sophia they needed to have a strong bond with their father. 

“I like small spaces, Ms. Aaron. Don’t worry about that. I’d prefer our initial meetings under your watchful eyes.” 

He pointed two fingers towards her eyes with a playful grin that made her smile. For some reason, she felt light. 

The fact that they both were on the same page regarding their kids. was a good thing. 

“That will be super manageable…” she agreed with a nod. 

“This evening, can I drop you to your place?” the smile on her lips. vanished and she felt like he was holding his breath. 

“Marissa! I’m back. Sorry for making you wait but… uh huh… Mr. Sinclair…” Poor Dean was rooted to the spot when he found Marissa on his seat and Rafael sitting across her. 

Rafael cursed under his breath and got up, “What kind of finance meeting was it? These meetings usually take hours…” he said like a grumpy old man and headed to his office. 

Dean’s eyes followed his boss until he closed the door behind him, “What got into him?” 

Marissa shrugged and tapped her finger on the file placed before. her, “Mr. Dean. Help me with these and then do whatever you 

want…” 

Dean didn’t mind her sitting in his seat and started going through all the papers. Marissa’s eyes were repeatedly moving to the office. door where Rafael just disappeared. 

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“So, what you mean to say is… our father will be coming to meet. us? This weekend?” Abigail who usually stayed in her small but secure Lala land, got excited by the notion. And Ariel was equally 

thrilled. 

Alexander was a different story. He was standing there not letting her see what was going on inside that small head. 

“Mom. Is that the same man who we met at the restaurant?” Ariel was finding it hard to believe that all this time when she had given up hope that her daddy would return to her, he was at last making 

it back to her life. 

“My children. I’ll never force you to do something that you don’t want to do. However, I request, that you meet him and then form any judgment. He needs a fair chance.” 

The girls nodded their heads enthusiastically. 

Tonight, she gave them an early dinner and a quick bath so that she could get maximum time to talk to them. 

“I just can’t wait for this weekend. Can you feel butterflies?” Ariel asked Abigail and they both giggled. 

The girls ran away happily to get their stuffed toys from the living room while Alexander stayed there. 

“Aren’t you happy that he will be in your lives, Alex? Just like all the other kids out there, you’ll have your father by your side?” Marissa asked her son who had a stoic expression on his face just like his 

father. 

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Rafael might have done wrong to her, but he was their father and didn’t know that she was carrying his babies. 

Alexander heard his mother and shrugged without giving away 

much. 

“That I can decide after meeting him, Mom. For me you are everything and he must have done something that resulted in your separation. I… I don’t know the full story but there is something fishy.” 

Marissa took a long sigh and pulled his small figure into her arms to hug him tightly, “Once you’re mature enough, I might share everything with you. For now, you all need to show Dad what a great job your mom did by raising you all, the right way. What do you think?” 

He didn’t seem convinced but feared for breaking his mom’s heart. 

“Don’t worry, mom. I won’t say any rude words. You just chill.” 

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