Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 485

Chapter 485: 485- Her Siblings

That night, while staring at the ceiling, sleep wouldn’t come. She didn’t want to cry like a baby, but the ache in her heart was unbearable.

She needed to get out of this place if she didn’t want to drown in this pain.

This was her family, yet she felt like an outsider when she was with them.

"No. Let’s get out of here. I came here to discover myself. Now I know why I chose Sangua. It’s time to take my fate in my hands and do something. I can’t spend my life crying over spilled milk."

It was safer to cry in front of her friends than before Sinclairs.

The next morning, she stepped out of her room, intending to tell them after breakfast that she needed to leave.

Her ass had barely touched the couch when Ariel came to her holding a glass, "Here... before breakfast, you must drink this lemonade. It’ll keep your digestion healthy." _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

Aniya held the glass in confusion. So, Alex told them about her vomiting episode.

She sighed and looked down at the lemonade, where she could see black salt particles floating on the surface.

"Morning!" Rafael ruffled her hair before going to his wife for a kiss. Wearing an apron, Marissa was busily cooking something.

"You’re awake, sweetheart," Marissa smiled, holding a bowl of oats, "A Heavy breakfast isn’t good for you right now, so you should eat this."

Aniya blinked at the bowl in surprise. She never had a real family who could spoil her like this.

Ariel plopped beside her onto the couch, making herself comfortable, "Alex. Give us a hand here. Just to make you happy, I urged Angela to go and visit her uncle’s family."

So, Angela isn’t home?

Aniya took a sigh of relief. She was dreading, meeting the rude-faced girl.

She straightened when felt Ariel’s nudge, "You see how lazy he is?"

"Right!" Alex muttered, barely looking up from the TV screen, where an old football match was being telecast. He leaned back, adjusting the cushion behind his head, idly tapping the armrest.

"Ariel. You and Alex should plan something," Rafael told his daughter and then turned to Marissa, "Don’t you think Anaya should go out and get some fresh air? They should take her for hiking."

Hiking? Aniya tried her best not to widen her eyes.

She hated hiking.

Upon raising her eyes, she found four pairs of eyes waiting for her response.

"Umm. Yeah... hiking," she picked up the bowl from the table and gave all of them a confused smile. However, she didn’t miss the amusement on their faces.

"Gosh! Anaya is just like her. Abi loved running around in the garden but never liked hiking," Alex said to his parents, who were looking at Aniya with that yearning.

"Anaya. I promise. If you get tired, I’ll carry you," Alex offered Anaya with a wink.