Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151: 151- Poor Marissa

"Hello, my lifelines!" Marissa announced her presence to the kids who were busy talking to a young girl.

"Jenna. Their temporary nanny," Rafael informed her in a whisper.

The kids came running to her making noise in excitement.

"How is your stay?" She asked them, kneeling on the carpeted floor, kissing their foreheads one by one. They all were trying to talk to her at once.

"It is so good, Mommy," Abi squealed and wrapped her arms around her neck, "Instead of home we should stay in the hotel. Staying here is so much fun."

Marissa wished she could tell her kids that their father could easily afford their lifetime stay in this hotel.

Ariel held up a crayon drawing, "Look, Mommy. I drew something," Ariel proudly showed it to her mom, "Jenna is so good. She lets us play all the time."

"We also made paper planes, Mommy," Abigail showed her the masterpieces. Alex who was standing nearby after the hug pointed towards his Lego building,

"I made this with the help of Uncle Joseph."

Marissa was happy to see Alex involved. The contempt that used to be evident in his eyes couldn’t be seen anymore.

She kissed her son’s cheek again and he wiped it with the back of his hand, "Urgh! Mom!" he protested against the wet kiss.

But Marissa didn’t mind. Her heart was swelled with love. At least he was gradually accepting his father in his life.

"Young lady," she moved her attention to Abi, "Did you make any planes for mommy?"

Abigail nodded eagerly, "I have saved the best one for you, Mommy."

Rafael chuckled behind her, "They wanted to practice the whole night. Poor Joseph convinced them to sleep so they could start working on it, early morning."

Marissa made a mental note to thank Joseph personally. She got up and turned back to smile warmly at Jenna, "Thank you so much for taking care of them and for keeping them entertained."

Jenna gave her a shy smile, "My pleasure, ma’am. They are wonderful kids."

Marissa spent some more time with them and waited for Rafael to get ready for his meeting. She needed to go down and conduct the interviews.

***

After seeing her kids, Rafael brought Marissa down to the meeting hall of the hotel.

Looking around, she whispered in his ear, "Why are we here?"

"To interview the nannies. Of course," holding her hand, he entered the hall where an oak desk was placed with a revolving chair for her and two extra seats for the candidates.

She wasn’t a fool to not realize that he must have booked this hall in the hotel.

"You booked it for the nannies’ interviews?" She asked him in surprise when he made her sit on the seat, "I could easily take them upstairs to your room ... or at my place too. Why did you spend so much money on...."

"Shh... Shh. Marissa. Relax!" he leaned over to pull her head to his chest, "Spending money for you and our kids isn’t a problem. All of it belongs to you people, woman," he kept murmuring soothing words in her ear as if she was a baby.

Marissa wasn’t able to suppress the huge grin forming on her lips.

This man is spoiling me. She thought to herself.

He kissed her forehead and stepped back, still holding her hand.

"We have got two women from the hotel staff who are responsible for sending inside the candidates one by one. If you need coffee or a bathroom break, just let them know. Any problem you face, I’ll be available on the phone," He kept passing instructions and she kept staring at his handsome face.

"You want me to call you in the middle of your important meeting because my coffee wasn’t hot enough?" she teased him with a playful smile, but he remained serious.

"Try me, little Greene. I’ll be here as soon as I can, to give you that perfect hot coffee," He winked, giving her a challenging look and she was impressed.

Man! Was he always this caring? Valerie never shared that.

After kissing her forehead again, he had left the room while she was still engrossed in her thoughts about him.

She had assumed that there would only be a few women for the interview but then the woman from the hotel staff told her that the waiting room was full.

Marissa kept interviewing them until she thought she could no longer feel her feet.

When a female candidate walked out, she leaned back a little and asked her assistant of the day to hold the rest, for a few minutes.

She needed a break.

When her phone pinged, she picked it up and smiled. The message was from Rafael.

"How is it going?" he had asked her.

She thought to type the reply and then decided to make the call.

Damn, he should be in the meeting!

"What a pleasant surprise!" she could feel happiness in his voice. Was he genuinely happy about her calling him?

"How come you decided to call?" the voices behind him slowly died. He must be walking away from them.

"Is the meeting still going on?" she asked him and then chewed her lower lip, "if you are busy, we can talk later."

"Ah! Little Greene. I can almost see you chewing your lower lip. Is that so?" she couldn’t sense the mischief in his voice and looked around with wide eyes.

"You can see me? Is there any hidden camera? Jerk!" he was laughing on the other side.

"I don’t need a camera to look at you, little Greene. I’m just happy that you called me."

Yes. I like you!