Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: 129- Snakes

"Marissa! Little Greene," Rafael’s gentle voice reached her ears, "open your eyes."

The darkness that was enveloping her slowly started dissipating.

Marissa kept crying and grinding her teeth but that soft familiar touch was on her cheeks now brushing away the tears.

"Come on, my brave girl. Try to wake up," she felt the familiar lips on her face kissing her tears. With a hiccup, she opened her eyes and found him looking at her in concern.

"Marissa!"

"Raf... Rafael... where... were you?" she sobbed, her voice breaking.

"I was here. I was with you the whole time," his fingers were gently wiping the wetness off her cheeks.

"N...No... you weren’t... wh...why..." she sobbed and felt him tightening his arms around her.

"Shh. Go to sleep. I’m right here with you," She could feel his rough cheek against hers and closed her eyes.

"D...don’t go... don’t... l ... leave ... m... me... Ra... Rafael..." she whispered to him.

"I won’t. I promise..." his gentle voice made her eyes flutter closed, and she slipped back into a deep sleep. The dream was so raw and so real that it almost felt like it actually happened.

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She scrunched her nose and scratched it with the back of her hand. After placing her hand down, she realized that the mattress wasn’t as soft as it was last night.

With her brows, knitted in confusion she raised her face only to find herself staring straight into those familiar green orbs.

She looked down and found herself all sprawled on his naked chest. She gulped her saliva and tried to smile, "I’m ... I’m sorry..." Placing her palms on his body, she tried moving away. But his hands were quick to cover hers, pressing them against him.

There were dark circles around his eyes.

Didn’t he get enough sleep? The exhaustion was evident on his face.

His body under her and the quilt covering them had kept her well warm.

"Where are you going?" he asked her in a hoarse whisper when saw her shifting slightly on top of him.

"I need to get up and ... need to go to bathroom... if you know what I mean..." she raised her shoulder and turned away her head to hide her blush.

His eyes were scrutinizing her face. She bent her face shyly leaning her forehead against the hard contours of his chest.

"Hungry?" she felt his fingers through her hair and nodded without looking up.

"Then let me fix you breakfast," after she felt him kissing her hair, she left the bed but had to pause, holding her reeling head.

"Marissa!" he was immediately by her side, holding her body close to him. _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

"I don’t know why I feel this dizzy," she said wiggling her face and tried to squeeze her eyes shut.

"Let me help you back to bed. No need to move so hastily."

She laughed holding his arms, "But I need to go to the bathroom!"

"I’ll take you there," snaking his arm around her waist, he let her lean her body into him, but she didn’t take another step.

"What do you mean by this? Are you planning to accompany me to the bathroom?" she tried to chuckle, but he couldn’t be serious.

"Yes. I would accompany you anywhere you want," he said while guiding her to the toilet seat and that was when her face turned pale.

"Accompany me?" her complexion drained of color when she recalled last night’s dream, "B...but... you weren’t there with me."

"Marissa!" he could tell from her expression that her smile had vanished and now she was again behaving oddly.