Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382: 382- Iron Embrace

As Marissa stepped inside her home, she felt her shoulders heavy with exhaustion. She could sense Rafael following her inside. However, she stopped in her tracks when she found Sophie and Joseph sitting on the couch. Their faces were tight with concern.

"I called them here," Rafael’s voice murmured close to her ear, "I figured we might need some extra support," he hesitated for a moment before adding softly, "I hope that’s ok with you."

Marissa was so tired that she couldn’t even snub Rafael for disturbing their friends repeatedly. Instead, she just sighed and leaned back, muttering, "You better have a good reason for this."

Deep down, she already felt guilty for dragging them into her mess.

Like, come on! The couple deserved some peace.

"Mar!" Sophie exclaimed, rising quickly, "We’ve been waiting. How did it go with the doctor?"

Marissa set her bag down on the entryway table and glanced back at Rafael who was hanging up his coat.

"Doctor?" she hesitated, her eyes darted to Abigail who had joined her siblings on the rug, helping Georgie in solving the puzzle, "it went... fine."

"It was good, Soph!" Rafael finished it for her and then went ahead to remove the toy train from the floor that was Ariel’s favorite.

Sophie and Joseph kept looking at them. They must have felt that the parents were unusually quiet.

"What’s the matter?" Sophie asked them worriedly. She knew Marissa enough to notice the tension on her pale face. She didn’t look good.

"Nothing!" Rafael’s tone was neutral, but his gaze flicked towards Marissa, "Except Marissa wanted to postpone the surgery."

"Marissa wanted to do what?" Sophie seemed shocked. Furrowing her brows, she turned to Marissa, "You wanted to postpone it? Why?"

Marissa stiffened a little, her hands gripping the back of the nearby chair, "I... I don’t know, Sophie," she muttered avoiding Sophie’s gaze.

"Marissa... love... this is about..." Sophie started, but Marissa held up her hand, cutting her off.

"I don’t want to talk about it," she said sharply. Before Sophie could think of any other word, Marissa turned and walked out of the room without giving any of them a chance to speak. They all heard her steps echoing down the hallway.

Sophie shot a quick glance in the kids’ way and took a sigh of relief when found them busy with each other.

Joseph who had been quiet, picked a dinky car from the floor, turning it over absently in his hands, "Well! That was unexpected."

Sophie stood there in stunned silence, trying to understand the direction of Marissa’s anger. After a moment she shook her head, "I’ll handle her," she muttered to herself.

Brushing past Rafael, she went after Marissa. This was not the time to stay back but to be with her friend who was going through some serious shit in her life.

After Sophie left, Joseph sat back on the couch and gestured for Rafael to take a seat, "Don’t worry. I think your wife doesn’t need a husband. She needs a friend right now. Let Sophie handle it."

But Rafael couldn’t sit. His little princess was due for surgery. Nobody knew what the next day would bring to them.