Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 473

Chapter 473: 473- Crying
Walking lazily, Aniya reached Mrs. Eileen’s office, where George was waiting for her. This was too soon. She wasn’t prepared for it.

She was supposed to prepare a speech before meeting him, but this visit was unexpected. What would she tell him?

You love my sister, and I can’t wreck her home, so go back to her?

He would try to convince her. Like all the other men in her life, he would tell her all the sob stories about how he didn’t love his fiancée and wanted Anaya in his life. How could he think of leaving his soon-to-be wife for her?

She somehow remembered how Valerie had tried breaking her parents’ home. Whenever Valerie and Alaric used to discuss the past, Aniya could never realize that the topic of their discussion used to be her parents.

But now she knew.

She could be anything but not a home wrecker, and she needed to come up with a solid excuse.

“Go inside, dear,” she jumped when heard Mrs. Eileen’s voice behind her, “he’s waiting for you.”

Aniya’s lips quivered as she tried to smile, “Mrs. Eileen. You can accompany me inside.”

“No, dear,” Mrs. Eileen gave her a serious look, “I’ll be back when Mr. Donovan calls me. You should not make him wait as he came straight from the airport and must be tired.”

What? He came straight from the airport?

Chewing her lower lip, she took a long breath and then twisted the handle of the door. When she stepped inside, his broad back was facing her. He was studying a painting hanging on the wall.

When he felt her presence, his body went rigid before he slowly turned around to face her, “Hello, Anaya,” he greeted her softly, and the first thing Aniya noticed was exhaustion on his face. But the way his face seemed to lit up when he saw her…

It felt like her presence had freshened up his mood.

“H…hello…” she tried to curve her lips into a smile but failed miserably.

His white shirt was crumbled, and his sleeves were folded up. The top buttons of the shirt were undone, and his hair…

He must have run his fingers several times, yet it still looked tousled.

With his hands placed inside his pants pockets, he was watching her face closely, “So… You resigned?”

Aniya didn’t know if he was asking her or just commenting. Still, she nodded her head, “Yes, I did.”

“I don’t have any right to stop you, but… but … why are you leaving, Anaya? Did I do something wrong?”

No, silly! You’re the best thing, ever happened to me, and I will always cherish the moments we spent together.

She couldn’t say that.

“Anaya!” he suddenly closed the distance between them, “Little dove. Tell me,” He pulled her roughly into his arms, “Tell me what happened. Don’t leave me…”

Aniya wasn’t prepared for this. His scent was taking away her senses. His strong arms were pulling her more into him, trying to squeeze her frail figure into his strong body.

“G-George…” Her hands raised to hold his shirt, but then she forced them to stay by her side.

“Shh… don’t speak…” he shushed her into silence, “Can’t you see what we share here? Are you so blind that you can’t even see or feel my love for you?”

Aniya thought she heard him wrong.

Did he say love?

Before Aniya could utter a word, she felt his body shaking.

“George? Are- are you alright?” Her hands gave up as she held his shirt in her fists. He sniffled but didn’t pull back.

Wa- was he crying? Was George Donovan crying?

“I … I can’t live without you, Anaya. Don’t do this to us,” Aniya closed her eyes, “Do what you want to do with your job. But don’t ditch me like this. At least give me a reason dammit.”

That was when Aniya decided to be strong. She gave his body a little push, “You want to hear the reason?” she asked him, and he at last pulled back a little to have a better look at her face.

“Yes,” He nodded, “please.”

“Then listen,” she started chewing her inner cheek, “You’re rich, handsome, and a thorough gentleman. But the problem is…my heart already belongs to someone else.”

George seemed shocked.

Aniya was herself confused. How did she come up with this excuse? In fact, it was quite a smart approach.

No matter what she told him about his status, class, or his fiancée. He would keep coming back to her until she gave up.

This was the only thing that could stop him from coming to her. Being a gentleman, he would never impose himself on her.

“Your heart belongs to someone else?” he asked her in a hoarse whisper, not believing her at all. Aniya felt like he could easily read her eyes and soul.

“Yes,” she tried to smile, “I was a virgin, and we decided that we wanted to do it after the wedding. A few months back, we broke up, and that was when I met you. And believe me, I consider myself lucky that you were the one who took my vir*ginity. I had a great time, George and I think we can be very good friends. But now he’s back into my life and for me…” she chuckled, just to show him how happy she was, “For me, it’s a dream come true, George.”

George’s tear-streaked face was staring at her dumbly, and Aniya was sure that this face would haunt her for the rest of her life.

George was taking deep breaths, trying hard to keep himself sane, “Wh-what are you saying… you love someone else?”

Aniya felt her heart sinking. The Georgie she had known since childhood was always too caring for her, and now, going back to her family might mean making Ariel suffer.

He was now standing there with his eyes closed, controlling his emotions. When at last he opened his eyes, there was emptiness.

“Ok…” he rolled his lips between his teeth, “I…I respect your decision, Anaya…” he gave her a side smirk and then started taking backwards steps.

“Ping me if you need anything… I’ll… I’ll be there for … you…” He laughed, and then God knew what got into him, he darted towards her. His hand threaded through her hair as he bent down, and his lips crashed against hers.

Aniya’s eyes widened as his tongue kept touching her, kept swirling in her mouth to taste her for the last time, “I love you, Anaya…” She felt the salt on her tongue. A telltale sign, that he had again started crying.

She wanted to touch his wet jaw. She wanted to wipe the tears that were there because of her.

He gave a hard kiss on her forehead and then decided to step back abruptly. Before she could recover from the kiss, he walked past her and left the office without a backward glance.