Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: 258- Abigail

Huddled in each other’s arms they were sitting on the couch. Marissa’s body was trembling with each sob. His strong arms were squeezing her tightly into him maybe as an effort to take away all her pain.

He wanted to protect her from all the hurt she had faced and all the pain she had felt in the past. Her face was buried in his chest, and her tears were soaking his shirt as she whispered between choked breaths, "When I came here... I... I promised myself to never let you back into my life. Never let you see my vulnerable side. But see! Here we are. Here I am! Back to square one."

Rafael’s heart ached when she shared those raw emotions in her voice, "I loved you, for who you were. There was no money involved. No hidden agenda was involved. I didn’t have any ulterior motives. I just saw you talking to Val that day and knew I had fallen for you."

Holding her face, he forced it a little to raise it and started wiping her face gently with his thumb. He was brushing those damp cheeks with tender care.

"Shh. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere, Marissa Sinclair," he was considering her feelings instead of brushing them off under the rug.

He wasn’t making fun of her. His thumb was brushing her tender cheeks with tender care. A side even he was unaware of.

He was never a softie. But this woman in his arms somehow managed to bring a lot of emotions out of him.

Cupping his cheek, she snuggled into his warm body some more, "I need to kiss you," before he could react, she was already kissing him.

Of course, after that Rafael Sinclair had to be an equal participant.

Leaning his forehead against hers, his voice was low and soothing, "You are telling me about your feelings. Want to hear what I felt for you?"

He asked with an uncertain grin and Marissa thought she saw a faint glimmer in his eyes as if he was holding back his tears.

"Little Greene... I..." he was interrupted by the sudden buzz of the intercom. Irritation flashed across his features. Didn’t he instruct them not to disturb him after a single buzz or a knock?

Where was Dean?

He decided to ignore it, letting the sound fade in the background as he focused back on the woman who somehow looked more beautiful after she was done crying.

There were so many things, she didn’t know about him. About them. He wanted to tell her all of it today.

Before he could utter another word, the intercom started beeping again, the beeping continued for a few more seconds, as he kept his focus on Marissa.

Rafael exhaled sharply, irritation flashing across his face. He kissed the top of her head and whispered, "Let me handle this first," he released her gently, getting up just as someone started banging the office door with full force.

"What the hell!" cursing under his breath, he stormed towards the door. The purpose was to kill the intruder.

He yanked it open with a scowl, only to find Dean standing there with a breathless expression on his face and wide eyes. Panic was written all over his face.

"What the fu*ck is wrong with you?" Rafael demanded, trying to suppress the desire to kill Dean.

"I’m sorry," Dean looked behind him where Marissa was getting up from the couch, looking at him with a frown.

"You look worried," she started taking small steps towards him. The first thought that came to her mind was Denzel, "Is Denzel alright? Last time, when we checked on him, wasn’t he getting better?"

"It’s Abigail," Dean’s voice dropped to a whisper, "They have taken her to the hospital!" Dean informed him with a shaky voice and then turned to look at Marissa.

"Your friend, Sophia... she was trying to reach you but after no response, she contacted me."

Marissa thought, her world had stopped in that instant. Abigail...

Without another word, Rafael held her hand and they rushed to the private elevator. Their hearts were pounding in their chests for their precious daughter.

Dean saw Marissa forgetting her purse on the couch and ran behind her, "Marissa. Take this!" with a thankful nod, she took it from his hands.

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"I’m so sorry!" Emily was crying in the hospital corridor, "One minute they all were watching this animated action movie, and the next minute she stood up in her seat. First, I thought she was trying to copy some Kungfu Panda stunts but ..."

Marissa could hear her weeping voice, but her eyes were glued to the small glass window of the kids’ ICU, where she could see the tiny frame of her daughter, being treated by the doctors.

Rafael shook his head gently, his brows furrowed, "Hey, the Perfect Mommy! You must be exhausted and haven’t slept in hours. I promise I’ll keep you updated." _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}