Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 484

Chapter 484: 484- Spark

It was getting difficult for her with each passing minute to sit in their company. Now, everything was as clear as day.

For them, she didn’t exist.

They had mourned and buried their daughter a long time back.

That was the reason they were showing their affection but never tried to probe about her past.

They hadn’t forgotten her. They just thought that she was a random girl who reminded them of their dead daughter. _{freewebnoveℓ.com}

That’s it.

Ever since she woke up in this house, she had been looking for ways to break it to them that she was their own flesh and blood.

But now she wasn’t sure. How would she make them believe? Even if they would try to confirm it from Valerie, that bitchy woman would never tell the truth and could come up with some twisted lies.

After dinner, they all stayed in the garden, seated on the thick Iranian carpet laid on the grass. The servants served them green tea that had a cardamom smell to it.

Aniya was trying her best not to attract any more attention from them, but her face had turned dangerously pale.

"You, ok?" Alex, who had opted to sit close to her, asked in a concerned voice.

"I think... I think I need to rest," she told Alex with a shaky grin. Sinclair family was already complete without her.

She was no longer needed there.

"Poor girl!" Angela made a pout, "How about I take you to your room?" she offered Aniya. Aniya hesitated a bit and then shook her head.

"No, thanks. I can go by myself," she started walking away from them.

Placing her half-filled teacup down, she got up on her shaky legs. There was something in the air that was making her struggle to breathe.

Oh, please don’t make me faint. Don’t make me vomit. Don’t make me struggle to breathe due to my respiratory issue. Please, God. Can I go back to my room without disturbing this family? I don’t want to end up in hospital.

It seemed like she made a mistake when she decided to come to Sangua. She didn’t have her birth certificate.

Her adoption papers were with Valerie.

She was empty-handed.

She sensed someone following her and turned her head only to find Angela walking behind her, "I thought to accompany you."

They were still in the middle of the garden, and Aniya had this sudden urge to puke.

"But I said I can manage. Didn’t I?" this time, she didn’t even smile.

"Whoa, girl. No need to be rude. I was just here to help you!" Angela grinned.

"You’re not needed, now fu*ck off!" Aniya said irritably.

Oh, trust me, Alex. That’s exactly how Alaric’s blood tasted when I injured his tongue.