Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 401

Chapter 401: 401- The Family He Always Wanted…

Instead of kneading the dough, Marissa stood in the kitchen staring into space. Rafael had just come out of his study room after attending an online meeting and tried calling Marissa’s name twice, but she was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn’t realize it.

Instead of calling her name for the third time, he came from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist, “What’re you thinking, princess?”

Marissa startled a bit and then closed her eyes with a smile, “Our daughters,” she turned around with her hands still messy with the white flour on her hands, “I’m worried about our daughters.”

Rafael’s brows furrowed before holding her wrists in his grip, “What about our daughters?”

Marissa heaved a heavy sigh and broke the eye contact, “Emily told me that Valerie tried talking to them at Sophie’s reception dinner.”

Emily was the kids’ nanny who used to keep a strict eye on them.

“Oh,” Rafael released her wrists and cupped her cheek, “Did Sophie also see something suspicious, or was it just Emily…”

He trailed off when Marissa pursed her lips, “N-no. Sophie is enjoying her honeymoon and it’s unfair to her to make her listen about my family problems anymore when she should be enjoying this time with her husband,” she scowled, “And no. Sophie didn’t notice anything. It was just Emily.”

“Hmm,” Rafael nodded and bent down to kiss her cheek, “You never stopped me from seeing our kids,” he pointed out, and a slow smile spread on Marissa’s lips.

She placed her messy hand on his rough cheek to cup it, “Sophie convinced me that you’re their father and deserve to meet them.”

Rafael turned his head and kissed her palm, which smudged the white flour on his nose tip and lips.

The flour marks were already imprinted on his cheek.

Marissa giggled and tried to wipe them with her other hand, but it spread more.

“Damn!” she wanted to turn around to pick up the cloth from the counter, but he stopped her by holding her shoulders.

Before she could protest, he leaned a little and bumped his nose to hers, “Forget about the flour,” he kissed her lips, “Focus on your husband.”

Marissa wrapped her arms around his neck, “Don’t you even think of being naughty in the kitchen. Kids are home.”

Rafael groaned and that made her giggle again, “Sophia knew what we did in the bathroom when we joined her. She didn’t say anything, but I knew the look.”

“Ah!” Rafael leaned his forehead against hers and his shoulders started shaking with mirth, “Or maybe she knew because she has already done it with Joseph.”

Marissa laughed loudly and leaned more into her husband. They both were standing in the kitchen, wrapped in each other’s arms, not caring who could catch them.

“Stop worrying about Valerie, wifey,” he leaned his cheek on her head, “as parents, we can’t control everything around our kids. But we need to teach them how to tackle situations. And not to repeat the mistakes we already made.”

In his arms, Marissa was nodding her head thoughtfully, “So you think I should let them meet Valerie.”

“Don’t go above and beyond,” he stated, “We can’t keep them sheltered all their lives. Don’t allow Valerie openly but also don’t stop our kids from talking to her. The truth might be bitter, but the fact is a fact. She is our kids’ aunt.”

Marissa agreed. Her husband was right. They couldn’t expect their kids to lead a sheltered life. As parents, they needed to train them for any unexpected consequences.

***

Sophia laughed loudly when Alex told her at the lunch table how he taught a lesson to a class fellow who was trying to bully this girl.

“Oh, my God! My baby is all grown up. Who was this girl, by the way, Alex? Someone special?” she asked him mischievously.

She was glowing even more ever since she returned from her honeymoon. Her baby bump was also more visible now.

Alexander Sinclair grumbled, sitting in his seat, “No. She is no one special.”

He rolled his eyes and tossed the napkin on the table. The kids were done with the lunch and now needed to work on their projects.

“She is my best friend, Aunt Sophie,” Ariel informed her, “and she has a crush on my brother. She told me a few days back.”

“Whoa,” Sophie laughed again and didn’t miss the glare Alex threw at Ariel.

“So, she is special. Right, Alex!” Alex didn’t answer and went to his room followed by his sisters.

“Why do I feel there is something fishy?” Sophie asked Rafael who was busy staring at his wife more than eating his food. He shrugged and took a piece of the bread.

“I don’t know. Once this cute little girl came over to get her notebook from Ariel and Abi thought she wasn’t here for her notebook but …” he left it incomplete intentionally and Sophia had this dreamy look on her face.

“Wow. These kids are more romantic than us,” she poked her elbow in Joseph’s chest who yelped with fake pain.

“Your pregnancy hormones have made you more violent, honey,” Marissa laughed at his remark and even got up from her seat, for a high-five with her best friend’s husband.

“You two teaming up against me?” Sophie narrowed her eyes when she saw the bond between them. She was happy that her husband shared the same bond with Marissa that she shared with Rafael.

Rafael witnessed everything with a grin. This was the home he had always imagined for himself since childhood.

Before losing his memory in childhood he remembered a few glimpses of his parents when his mom used to serve food lovingly to his father. The way they used to tease each other.

Though he sometimes blamed his father for all the mess of his life. Shane Sinclair should have been man enough to let Nina go.

He made her stay because he didn’t want to share his hard-earned money with the woman. But what did he get in return?

He lost his life, his wife, and his child. A happy family was destroyed for wealth.

Maybe this was somewhere deep-rooted in Rafael’s mind that’s why he wrote everything in Marissa’s name. For him, his wealth was never more important than his family.

He turned his head and found his wife hanging her tongue out to tease Sophie. And that brought a smile to his face.

This was the family he had always imagined. What more could a man want?