Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393: 393- Y-You?

At the breakfast table, Marissa could sense how quiet Rafael was. He didn’t get proper sleep last night and whenever she woke up, she would find him looking up at the ceiling, deep in his thoughts.

Something was bothering him and Marissa did know what it was. She needed him to walk this path alone.

"Daddy! I can’t eat this spinach piece," Abigail complained to the man who might be sitting there at the table but was eating his breakfast absentmindedly.

"Yeah, Daddy," Ariel made a pout, "Spinach sucks!"

"Ariel!" Marissa gave her a stern look with that mommy stare, "Spinach is healthy."

They got busy with the eating but Abi who knew how to take advantage of the situation was still pushing Spinach pieces on the edge of the plate.

Ever since her surgery, she could see how Mommy and Daddy were giving her princess treatment and now her little mind could think of some more demands that she could put forth.

"Daddy! Look at Abi!" Ariel was at once aware of what her sister was trying to do, "She isn’t eating her veggies."

"Hmm?" Rafael exhaled the air and eyed his warrior daughter who was giving eye rolls with a scrunched nose. Marissa was asking Alex to finish his egg which he never liked much.

"Daddy! This Spinach smells like shi..."

Marissa didn’t let Abi finish and slapped her hand on the table, "Abi!"

"OK, sweetie!" Rafael reached over, picked up the wilted butter-dipped Spinach from her plate, and pushed it into his mouth, "here. I’ve eaten it."

Abi was still recovering and he didn’t want to upset his daughter.

Ariel didn’t like it, "And what about me, Daddy?" there were several lines on her little forehead. Before Rafael could utter a word, Alex turned to her,

"Hey, sis," Alex shifted his focus from his mom to his sister, "I’ll eat your Spinach. Happy?"

"Alexander!" Marissa’s eyes were wide in frustration, "You all are supposed to eat your own spinach!"

"It’s okay, Mom," he held his mom’s wrist gently, "she is comparing herself with Abi. For now, it’s alright. After all. What are brothers for!"

His remark shook the chords of Rafael’s heart who was seated on the head seat. Marissa didn’t know what got into him when he dropped his fork on the plate and got up suddenly from his seat.

Marissa tried stopping him, "Rafael?" _{freēwēbnovel.com}

Her husband bent closer and kissed her forehead, "I’ll be back soon, strawberry."

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"Thank you, Ethan," Geena pushed the last carton into the corner of the room and plopped on the edge of the bed.

"You should thank my friend, who wanted a caretaker for this place and you got a chance to get a rent-free apartment," instead of helping her place her stuff in the cupboard, he was busy switching TV channels.