Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 504

Chapter 504: 504- Fool

As they drove back, Abigail kept stealing glances at her sister who was unusually quiet. She wasn’t telling Abi about her friends, nor she was asking for Abigail’s favorite music. Instead, she was staring ahead, lost in her thoughts.

Abigail cleared her throat, "Umm. Ariel... should I bake you a cake after reaching home?" she badly wanted Ariel to not hate her.

She couldn’t afford to lose her siblings’ friendship.

What if Ariel was thinking that her long-lost sister was nothing but a scheming bitch.

"Hmm?" Ariel blinked as if she was deep in thinking, "Yeah. Sure. But what about Dad’s lawyers who are coming today to meet you?"

"Ah... yes... after they leave then I can ... after that..." she didn’t have enough courage to tell her that no lawyer was visiting her.

She lied.

"Ariel. Are you mad at me?" she couldn’t hide the fear in her voice but wasn’t aware if Ariel felt it too.

"Mad at you? No! Relax!" Ariel reached over to squeeze her hand but the heavy silence in the car said otherwise.

Abigail hoped that she didn’t mess up her relationship with her sister.

***

When Alex strode into the study, he was expecting his dad, buried in his paperwork. Instead, he found Abigail sitting comfortably on the leather couch, watching a movie on the projector.

"No shit!" his brows furrowed, "Why are you watching it here? You could’ve used the home theatre setup."

Abi took a sip from her Coke can without looking away from the screen, "There was some technical issue, so Dad told me to watch it here."

Alex was stunned for a minute, "Dad said that? You mean our dad said that?" he asked her after taking another leather couch.

A flicker of amusement crossed her face, but her eyes stayed focused on the movie.

Alex curved down his lips, running a hand through his hair. He was unable to hide his disbelief, "He never let anyone use his study for watching movies. Do you have a magic wand or something, Abigail Sinclair?"

Abi finally turned to him, raising a brow, "Well, he did this time. For me!" she squeezed her eyes and took another sip from her can.

Alex looked around, "Where is he, anyway?"

"He was here just a few minutes ago," she told him casually, "reading a book."

She picked up a large pack of crisps and opened it with a loud rustle.

Her statement stopped Alex cold, "Reading? Here? When you were watching a movie? I must talk to Mom about it. I think our dad needs a doctor," he muttered the last part to himself.

Abigail didn’t know what he was talking about, she was nodding at him without thinking. Her lips spread into an innocent smile when the male lead of the movie kissed the female protagonist.

Alex observed her face for a minute and then leaned forward to kiss her head. He was pleased that his parents were happy.

After Abigail’s return, they were staying home more. As if they wanted to celebrate each day with her.

The guilt that had become part of Marissa Sinclair’s eyes was no longer there.

Alex watched her face who was again busy watching that romantic shit being played on the projector, "You have changed everything," he murmured.