Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 390

Chapter 390: 390- Life Is Incomplete!

Nina’s face twisted with rage. She wanted to lunge at Valerie, to scream at her, to wipe that smug smile off her face. But the thick glass partition and the two guards by the door made it next to impossible.

Valerie picked up her purse in style and slung it over her shoulder. There was calmness on her face and pride in her smile.

“Enjoy your stay, Nina. Oh, and don’t bother asking for updates on Abi or Rafael, or Marissa. You’re out of their lives for good.”

With that she walked out of the room, her heels clicking against the floor.

Nina sat frozen, her breathing ragged. She could feel her fury boiling over her senses, “You’ll regret this, Valerie,” she whispered to herself, her voice trembling with hatred, “You’ll regret this!”

***

As parents, Marissa and Rafael also needed to visit home due to Alex and Ariel. Sophia was also taking care of the kids along with Flint and Joseph.

Twenty-four hours had already passed, and Abigail still hadn’t gotten her consciousness back. Dr. Sanders was still positive about the way her internal organs were getting back to normal.

“She will soon open her eyes, Mrs. Sinclair. Just give her some more time.”

Marissa and Rafael stayed by her bed most of the time. This time Dean was the one who dragged them one by one to eat something.

Marissa did give up but Rafael snubbed Dean rudely. He now wanted to talk to his daughter once she would wake up.

“Rafael Sinclair. Eat something. Look at your wife,” Rafael slowly looked at his face and then whispered.

“I know how to take care of my family. Stop dictating me,” Dean wanted to clear his stance, but Rafael didn’t give him the chance, “Since when I became Rafael for you? Wasn’t it Mr. Rafael before I went missing?”

Dean wanted to roll his eyes. Mr. Sinclair’s daughter had surgery, and he was still stuck with the name war. Whether he wanted it with Mister or not?

He cleared his throat and took his mouth near Rafael’s ear, “That’s what I’m trying to tell you, Mister Rafael Sinclair. Eat or your wife might decide to accompany me to the hospital café on your behalf. And you won’t like it!”

Rafael again eyed the face of his secretary who had somehow become a buddy to his wife. He turned back his focus to his daughter without giving much response to Dean.

But then he was taken by surprise when Dean openly offered Marissa to visit the café with him, “Marissa. Let’s have that Vanilla frappe together. Abigail might want you to enjoy that.”

Marissa stretched tiredly and nodded her head, “Good idea. Let’s go!”

Rafael abruptly got to his feet, “You stay here, honey. Let me go and eat something. I’ll bring a Vanilla frappe for you.”

With a confused face, Marissa nodded and sat back in her seat. Dean was trying his best to hide the smile. He also sat on a nearby chair when Rafael gave him that mocked look, “Get your ass moving, Dean.”

Of course, he didn’t want to leave his wife alone with Dean. Dean followed him out and kept walking behind him.

Rafael ordered simple cheese sandwiches for himself and Dean.

“No… I’m full…” Dean wasn’t ready for this gesture, but Rafael slid the plate across the table.

“I know you haven’t eaten anything since last night,” Dean was taken aback that Rafael had been keeping an eye on him.

“Anyone who took care of my wife behind my back has got my blind faith. Thank you for everything, Dean,” Dean wasn’t ready for this praise from the president of MSin Industries.

No. He was never the president. Marissa was.

He had never seen such a family man in his life. Most of the men around him didn’t want to go home after having babies as they hated crying babies and complaining wives.

And here was his boss Rafael Sinclair who could never give up on his family. No matter what.

Dean jerked when he heard the phone ringing. It was Rafael’s.

“Yes, Marissa?” he had stopped eating and was standing up from his seat, “I’m coming. I’ll be there in a minute,” he cut the call and glanced at Dean, “Abi is getting consciousness.”

***

She had opened her eyes after thirty hours and… she did it!

When Rafael reached her room, Marissa was crying but they were happy tears.

Dr. Sanders was checking Abi’s vitals and Rafael could see his little one fluttering her eyes. Her facial expressions were not visible from here, but he could also notice the movements of her fingers.

“My baby!” Marissa went to her when the nurse moved from there and leaned over Abi, “Welcome back to the world, my little warrior.”

Abi had opened her eyes and then closed them back, “Everything is perfectly normal,” Dr. Sanders spoke and then cleared his throat, “She will get her consciousness back, it will be a very slow process. She might experience a mild cough when she goes home. For that, you need to be very vigilant about her medication. We will provide you full guidance through it.”

Marissa wanted to hug the doctor tight, and she even considered kissing him hard. She was on cloud nine.

Rafael got to the other side of the bed and looked down at his daughter who had gone back to sleep.

“Hey, sweetheart. Daddy has been waiting for you,” he felt stinging on his cheeks and when he wiped it with the back of his hand, he realized that he had been crying.

He lifted his gaze to meet Marissa’s, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, “Congratulations, Daddy.”

She reached over to offer him, her hand, “Congratulations, Mommy,” he replied, “I love you and I love my little family,” He giggled while crying and Marissa thought he had never looked this cute.

“And I love you too, Rafael Sinclair. Our life is incomplete without you,” she said solemnly.