Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 346

Chapter 346: 346- I Love My Kids

The most embarrassing thing for Nina was the way Gabriel had to lift her in haste to take his limp member out of her folds.

The instant, he saw Naila standing in the bathroom with a carefree smile playing on her lips, he forgot that he was naked and got up from the tub. "Darling!" He stepped outside the tub and spread his arms to hug her, but she raised her finger to stop him.

"Umm hmm, Mister husband!" She batted her lashes, "Clean yourself first and come down to the lobby. We need to take the flight immediately. Our baby needs us."

With that she looked down at Nina who was still in the tub and wished to immerse herself in the lather, "Hi, Nina. Sorry for being a bummer. But our child comes first," she then turned to Gabriel, "Right, honey?"

Gabriel nodded and bent a little to kiss his wife’s lips, "I’ll be there in a minute."

He then took a quick shower and left the bathroom without uttering a single word in his defense.

Nina thought she was dreaming.

No. This can’t be happening to me. Gabriel just said that he loved me and wanted to divorce her.

The only thing Gabriel said before leaving the room was, "Nina. Sweetie. I have cleared all the hotel dues. Take care of yourself. Bye."

Nina heard the door clicking when he closed the room door.

***

Nina came back to Sangua and didn’t try to contact Gabriel after that. There were rumors that his youngest baby was hospitalized, and he was busy.

She started visiting the club again and the good thing was, no one gave her a judgmental look.

Thankfully Naila didn’t try to tarnish her name. Or maybe she was too busy with her kids and didn’t have time to play any dirty games.

Or maybe being a housewife, she didn’t know what else to do except bear with her cheating husband.

"Nowadays, your wife has been quiet for the last few days," Miles remarked while having dinner when Nina left the table earlier, after eating.

Shane shrugged and kept eating his food.

Miles looked at his face carefully. He was the same son who was dying to marry Nina and now he didn’t give a flying fu*ck that his wife had gone quiet. She was talking less, not eating properly, and was getting weaker.

"Why don’t you take her for a check-up?" Miles asked Shane who was now eating yogurt from the small container.

"Why?" Shane placed a spoonful in his mouth, "she looks alright to me."

Miles kept looking at his son and for a moment felt sad for him, "Don’t you want an heir who can take care of the business empire that you built after a lot of hard work."

Shane’s hand stopped near his mouth which had a cucumber slice in its grip.

"Dad!"

"Don’t dad me, son," he told him softly, "do you even know where she goes and whom she meets? If you people are taking precautions, then better warn her not to prolong it because, in our families, heirs are preferred. God forbid if something happens to you, I don’t want her to take away our family wealth. You worked hard to be here where you are. Think of it, son."

Miles had left the table, but Shane was still stuck in the conversation.

How could he convince Nina about the baby when she didn’t want to get intimate with him?

And then a small smile made its way to his lips, "Don’t worry, dad. Let’s work on bringing an heir to the world."

***

Everything had changed meaning for Nina. No matter how much she was hating Gabriel, she couldn’t get rid of his thoughts.

Maybe because she wanted closure. A last word.

She wished; she could slap him tight. The way the couple left her in the hotel room, was quite humiliating for her.

Wearing a silk gown, she was lying in bed when the door opened, and Shane came inside. Without sparing her a single glance, he went to the walk-in closet with his phone glued to his ear.

"Hmm. Yes... ok... no... do it..."

Nina knew it was a business call. But tonight, she wanted him to toss the phone aside and talk to her.

Maybe not as a husband but as a friend.

"Are you going somewhere?" she asked him when he came out wearing a crisp shirt with black dress pants.

"Yeah," he sat on the edge of the bed to wear his shoes, "late-night party with my business folks," he said busily, and Nina jumped off the bed abruptly.

"Are they coming alone or..." she trailed off when saw him examining his cufflinks.

"Umm hmm. No. With their wives," a long time back he had stopped asking her to accompany him to such gatherings.

Except for a few major events, their social lives were different.