Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 274

Chapter 274: 274- After The Event (IV)

Marissa had fallen asleep easily, the weight and the tiredness of the day had pulled her under. In the middle of the night, she turned over in bed and felt something soft beside her.

In confusion, she tried to open her eyes and then blinked. She rubbed her fist in her eye to rub off the sleep. In the dim light of the room, she saw Sophie lying right next to her in the room. She was curled up and was sleeping deeply haphazardly on the bed.

“Sophie!” Marissa whispered, still groggy, “What are you doing here?”

Sophie who was sleeping like a dead, was least bothered by Marissa’s voice

Sitting up slowly, she shook Sophia’s shoulder gently, “Wake up! What time is it!”

She sounded more anxious now, but her tired friend didn’t respond. She barely stirred, letting a soft sigh, mumbling something, and then drifted back to sleep.

With a sigh, Marissa brushed her hand through her tangled hair. She shook Sophie again a little harder this time, “Sophie! Wake up!”

Still, no response. Except that Sophie snuggled into the blankets some more.

Feeling a little panicked, Marissa slipped out of the bed, her bare feet padded across the cool floor. She headed to the window and tugged the curtains aside; a gasp escaped her lips. Her heart thudded in her chest.

The sky outside was already pale, early morning blue. The soft light washed over everything, and she realized…

Goodness!

She felt a chill creeping into her heart. It was six in the morning and Rafael didn’t bother to wake her up.

Feeling completely overwhelmed, Marissa stood there, staring out the window. She felt panic settling in her stomach.

Waking up Sophie was useless. She needed to get back to her room and ask Rafael why he didn’t wake her up.

Even if the surprise couldn’t be arranged as planned, he could have informed her. She loved him and didn’t need some fairy tale place. She just needed him.

Without wearing anything on her feet, she went to their bedroom and opened the door, only to find her bed empty.

She even checked the bathroom.

Where is Rafael?

She approached the nearby intercom and made a call.

“Hello? When did Mr. Sinclair return home?” she wanted to ask next, where was he? But the security head’s response made her go quiet.

“He didn’t return last night, Mrs. Sinclair.”

***

“Where is he?” Marissa asked dropping her head in her hands, with her elbows leaning on the counter.

Sophia placed the steaming coffee mug near her and tried to control the yawn. When Marissa didn’t find Rafael in the room, she came back to Sophie and woke her in panic with all her might.

“Don’t worry. Let some more time pass. There is a possibility that he will try to contact you,” Sophia took a sip from her coffee, “By the way, where is your phone?”

Marissa face palmed, “My bad! It’s still in the purse. I didn’t take it out after the event.”

She asked a maid to fetch her purse for her.

There was hope that there might be a text or a call from him. She checked in urgency but no. There was just a message from Shang Chi.

“Thank you for this event, Marissa. My diary is full of the food orders, I got last night.”

Marissa couldn’t even celebrate it. Nor she could reply to him with a happy emoji.

Why did Rafael do that to her?

This was disrespectful. He was taking her somewhere magical to express his love and now he was nowhere.

Coming back to the counter lazily, she took the stool and sipped her coffee.

“Any message?” Sophie asked her, cocking up a brow and Marissa just shook her head.

“No message!”

“Is there anyone you can call, Mar?” Sophie asked, concern evident in her eyes. In her heart, she could feel something wasn’t right.

I hope Rafael isn’t ditching you. If he plays any such stunt then I swear to God, I’ll kill him.

She shuddered and looked up to find Marissa punching numbers on her phone. She smiled when found Sophie looking at her, “I should call, Dean.”

Sophie slapped her head in annoyance, “And I should call Joseph. Now why I didn’t think of that?”

***

The first thing Dean did after receiving her call was to yawn loudly.

“Dean! Answer me!”

“Hmm? What?” he asked sleepily. Marissa wished she could shake the man a little brutally.

“Rafael. Your boss. The MSin President. My husband. Where is he?” she didn’t know why but she couldn’t take it anymore and started crying.

He seemed to bolt up from the bed when he heard her sob, “Marissa?”

“I don’t know, who to talk to, Dean. He left last night and isn’t home yet!” there was silence for a few minutes on the other side and when Dean spoke, he was much somber and, somewhat in his senses, “Don’t worry. I’m coming.”

After the call got disconnected, Marissa watched Sophie who was also ending her call, “Joseph doesn’t have any idea. He’ll be here in a while.”

“Mommy!” Marissa froze for a minute and then turned slowly. Abi was standing in the doorway carrying her doll, “Were you crying?”

Before Marissa could respond, Sophie was on her toes, “Hey, sweetie pie. We aren’t crying. We’re just sleepy. Why don’t we go back to your room and plan the day.”

Sophie blinked her eyes twice, a silent order for Marissa to stay calm, and took Abi inside her room.

The Butler answered the intercom and asked her, “Mrs. Sinclair. Mr. Dean is here.”

“Let him in, Sheldon.”

She went to the living room door and waited for Dean. As soon as she saw him walking towards her, she quickly opened it but got confused when saw Dean stopping and looking sideways, “What is she doing here?” he asked, his brows furrowing as he kept staring in that direction.

She stuck her head out and peeked. Who was he talking about?

“Nina!” there was alarm in Dean’s voice.

“What?” Marissa snapped, “Is she still here?”

The security guard came forward, “You asked me not to force her, ma’am. So, she spent the night here.”

There on the floor right outside their living room, Nina was sleeping like a homeless person.

What’s the matter with her? Is she crazy?