Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: 308- Shame On You!

Alex and Ariel were again arguing about something while Abi was busy telling Georgie about her class fellows.

"Some of the girls in my class are so rude," she told the boy who Marissa realized was an excellent listener. Nina was just enjoying the noise around her.

The smile on her face told it all.

"Someone his age rarely shows so much maturity," Marissa said, her eyes lingering on the boy for a few moments. He might be Delinda’s son but was way ahead of his age.

"Staying quiet doesn’t mean he has gotten mature," Nina picked up a cucumber stick and started nibbling on it, "He is just like the other kids of his age," Marissa didn’t know how to bring up the subject with Nina.

Was it even worth it?

"He only listens to Abigail," Nina remarked taking a spoonful of yogurt, "He keeps her safe from bullying. Helps her with her homework. And for some odd reason, he and Alex don’t see eye to eye."

This was something new for Marissa. She always thought Georgie was a peaceful, calming soul. But she wasn’t expecting that he and Alex had differences.

After dinner, Emily took the kids to bed and Marissa asked a maid to serve them tea before retiring to bed.

"Aren’t you spending the night outside?" Marissa asked Nina, as she made herself comfortable in the living room seat. Nina sat opposite to her and shook her head.

"Not tonight! You just spill what you want to talk about," Marissa was taken aback by her bluntness. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

"Who said anything about talking?" she tried to laugh but failed miserably.

"Your face. It says it all," Nina folded her legs under her, "Now shoot it. What is it?"

Marissa clasped her hands together looking for words, "I ... I know that it’s been a year since..."

"Since Rafael is gone? Yeah, tell me about it," Nina smiled sadly, and Marissa found it harder to communicate whatever was on her mind.

"Did you meet Rafael? After the event?" Marissa wished she was holding a glass of water because her throat suddenly felt parched.

For a moment...

Just for a moment, she saw panic flashing in Nina’s eyes. But it was so quick that Marissa thought she must be imagining it.

"Sorry?" Nina’s voice trembled a little.

"I’m asking, did you meet Rafael after the event?" Before Nina could answer, a servant served them tea and left the room quietly.

"Why are you asking this, Marissa?" Nina didn’t even look at the cup, "Is there something wrong?"

"Wrong? For me? Yes," she picked up her cup because she liked her tea on a warmer side.

Nina sighed deeply before meeting her eyes, "Yes. I did meet him after the event. Why?" She asked in a whisper, with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

"You never told me about the meeting, Nina?" Nina could only cock up a brow.

"Tell you what? That I talked to my own son, Marissa?" Nina asked her softly. Before Marissa could utter another word, she spoke again, "How many times do you inform someone when you talk to Alex or Abi or Ariel?"

"Wait a bloody minute!" Nina got up slowly, "Y-you th-think that I..." She placed her index finger on her chest, "I killed him," her voice had dropped to a whisper, "I killed my son?"