Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: 143- They Are Back, Rafael!

"I don’t believe you," Marissa’s eyes again got misty.

Rafael cupped her cheek, "Why? Why can’t you believe me, Marissa?"

He then shook his head. She wasn’t in her senses and no matter what, he could never convince her for anything in this state.

She sobbed glancing down on her lap, "Marissa," he held her tightly, "Why are you crying?" He kissed her wet cheek.

"M-may be because... I’m upset."

"And why are you upset?"

"B...because...because ... I still don’t remember what I’m forgetting," she quit crying and closed her eyes.

"This is something important and I..." she clutched her t-shirt in her fist that raised a little reminding Rafael that she was still wearing those panties.

He was on his feet abruptly making her look up at him.

"Where are you going?" She held his shirt’s corner.

"I’ll be back in a minute," he said kissing her cheek.

"No. Stay here. No need to go anywhere."

"Marissa!" he sat back on the bed and tried to free his shirt from her fist, "God. You are a dinosaur when drunk," He gave up when she didn’t leave his shirt and took it off instead.

Marissa watched his body in fascination, "You are going again?" _{freёwebnovel.com}

"I’ll go to the bathroom, take a shower, and be back in a minute till then..." he stopped when her jaw hung open.

"Now I remember. I remember everything, "she chuckled and tried to get up, "I need to pee. Oh, God. I really need to .... Rafael, help."

Rafael again bent down and carried her to the bathroom.

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He had turned his back towards her to give her some privacy.

"Are you done?" he asked her.

"Umm hmm,"

"Should I turn around?" he inquired again.

"Umm hmm,"

He turned to face her but found her still sitting on the seat.

"Marissa!" he watched her in confusion, "You ... want to take longer?"

"Nah! It’s just that... I need to get up and pull on the panties," She giggled, and he smirked looking at her.

"Let me help you," he held her waist again and when she got to her feet holding the counter, he pulled her panties up.

"All set! Now come on," he said after helping her in washing hands. This time she raised her hands like a baby asking him silently to lift her.

When he carried her back to the bed, her eyes kept wandering on his face.

"I never knew this side of yours," she placed her finger on his cheek. Rafael was aware of what she was talking about.

For two years, she kept taking care of him while in return he couldn’t do the same for her. He still missed those days.