Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 452

Chapter 452: 452- Heart Attack
Aniya was coming out of the hostel building along with Olivia and Emma when her phone pinged.

“Good morning,” the message was from George. Aniya fought the urge to grin and typed back, Good morning.”

“Ready for the office?” He again sent a text to her, and she rolled her lips between her teeth before sending him another response.

“I’m already on my way to the office, Mr. Donovan,” The custodial staff was supposed to reach the office before the normal staff so that they could arrange and clean it before everyone’s arrival.

“Really? Should I come to pick you up?” She frowned at the text. Emma and Olivia were walking ahead, too busy discussing lip color shades.

“Mr. Donovan. You are forgetting something. The office is hardly a five-minute walk from the hostel. So, your car isn’t needed,” she also typed a tongue-hanging emoji.

“Oh. If you want, I can carry you,” she received his message with a wink emoji. Chewing her lower lip she quickly typed a goodbye and walked hurriedly to her friends.

“Was it your boyfriend?” Olivia asked her with a mischievous grin, but Aniya rolled her eyes.

“He isn’t my boyfriend, girls!”

“Oh!” Emma bumped her elbow into Aniya’s ribs, “Then why your face is turning red?”

“Ouch!” Aniya giggled but didn’t utter anything. Secretly, she wished she could get just one glimpse of him.

Just one!

***

Aniya was pouring bleach into the urinals of the male bathroom when a man entered hastily inside the bathroom.

“Oh, hey!” He looked around when his eyes landed on the pink bathroom cleaner she had poured, “I need to use one… and… uh…” he looked at her in confusion, “Are you allowed to step in a male washroom.”

Aniya was spraying the large bathroom mirror now, “Not during office hours, sir. That’s why we are called earlier to clean everything before employee’s arrivals. If it’s not urgent, can you come after five minutes?” She asked him busily.

“If you don’t mind, can you keep talking to me?” he asked her in a small voice. Aniya was hurriedly wiping the mirror when she stopped and slowly turned to face him. The man looked pale-faced.

“Sir,” she frowned, “Are you alright?” he moistened his lips with his tongue.

“I don’t know… it’s just …” his throat bobbed with a heavy swallow, “my left arm… it’s in pain,” he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand where Aniya could see beads of sweat.

Oh God. I think he’s getting a heart attack.

“Sir, please. Lie here,” she urged, sensing that the man was struggling to stay on his feet, stumbling with each attempt.

He was too strong for her, but she slipped her arms under his armpits and guided him down to the bathroom floor.

She needed to go out and find help… fast.

“Sir. Please try to stay awake. I’ll be back in a minute,” leaving him there she quickly went out and found Eileen talking to a maid.

“Mrs. Eileen! There is a man who needs help. I think he’s getting a heart attack,” Aniya tried to control the panic in her voice.

Mrs. Eileen scrunched her nose, “Call Dr. Diana. And then nine one one,” she instructed the maid and followed Aniya to the bathroom.

“I made him lie down here and …” Aniya’s voice trailed off, “What the …” she blinked and tried to see if she was imagining it.

“Where is this man, Anaya?” Mrs. Eileen asked her worriedly. Aniya’s eyes were wandering around looking for that man whom she helped lie down just a few minutes back.

“He… he was here, Mrs. Eileen and I swear… he was sweating and whimpering in pain and …” her palm was placed on her chest to control her frantic heartbeat.

She was sure there was a man right there, asking for her help. She quickly went to the bathroom stalls to check them. There was no sign of him as if he had vanished into thin air.

“Anaya!” Mrs. Eileen narrowed her eyes, “I can’t see any man here. Did you stay up late last night? Are you sure it’s not a hangover?”

Hangover?

Aniya started shaking her head.

“But I didn’t drink….” She trailed off when saw Mrs. Eileen walking out of the bathroom. Aniya pressed her fingers to her temple before giving a small shake of her head.

Who was that man?

***

“Who was that man?” Olivia asked her when they were on their lunch break, “And why did he create this kind of drama? We are working in a multinational. This isn’t a high school, nor we are kids.”

Aniya shrugged in confusion. They kept discussing that man who had vanished like a ghost. The good thing was, she had the trust of her friends.

“Anaya. Focus on your sandwich. You can’t manage this building’s cleanliness on an empty belly!” Aniya quickly started eating her chicken cheese sandwich.

“Did you people see Mr. Donovan today? He looked so handsome!” Olivia said with a dreamy look.

Emma pushed the last piece of her sandwich into her mouth, “He is handsome, dumbo!” she said in a muffled whisper when Aniya’s phone started ringing.

“Yes, Mrs. Eileen?”

“Aniya. Go to the corporate floor and see what they need. There is some office swapping going on and they need extra hands,” Aniya got to her feet in a jiffy.

“OK, folks, I’ve got my next duty. See you later,” she left the café, waving at her friends.

When she reached the floor, two janitors were already packing the stuff in cartons.

“What do we have here?” she asked them with a friendly smile and picked up another carton from the floor.

One of them pointed to a desk busily, “Anaya. Take the stationary of that table and mark it as Mrs. Armstrong.”

Aniya nodded and started doing her job. This morning incident had almost faded from her mind, but she was still skeptical.

She had started taping the carton when one of the office doors opened and Paige came out with someone, giggling.

Aniya raised her face for a moment but then shifted her attention back to the work at hand. This woman didn’t deserve her time.

But wait a minute.

Her gaze jerked back when she realized who she was giggling with.

The man behind her.

He was the same man who was about to get a heart attack this morning.