Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: 319- Alive?

Geena could see Ethan’s stoic face in the rearview mirror. He was visibly irritated. Maybe because Rafael didn’t let Geena sit in the passenger seat.

"I’ll sit here. Go to the backseat."

Geena didn’t argue. The man was already without a memory, and she wanted to bring him to his family all safe and sound.

Secondly, one or two times when he called her name, he didn’t use the word Geena but called her Giana.

Ethan did try to correct him, but Rafael acted as if he was deaf. Geena was checking her phone after every few minutes.

She wanted to call Sophia. She was the only one who could gather the required people in the palace.

Marissa deserved to have her friend beside her when Geena would break the news.

She was also leaning forward again and again to check up on Rafael.

"Ethan!" she called him and then heard his groan.

"Stop the car at the coffee spot so that I can inform home. You need to contact her... remember?" She rolled her eyes meaningfully to let him know that she was talking about Valerie.

***

"Urgh! I’m coming. Shut up!" Sophie was just out of the shower when her phone started ringing.

The bedroom door opened, and Joseph came inside, his eyes went wide when he saw her wrapped in a towel.

"It’s Geena," Sophie said with a frown. She met the girl at Rafael’s Remembrance ceremony at Marissa Sinclair Palace.

She asked for Sophie’s contact number as she wanted a second opinion for her heavy period treatment.

"Yes?" with the phone glued to her ear, she tried to hold the towel on her chest. Plus, she was getting conscious of Joseph’s intense gaze too.

"Dr. Sophia?"

"Hey, Geena. What’s up?"

"Dr. Sophia. I need a favor,"

"Yeah. Go ahead!"

"Dr. Sophia. I’m reaching Marissa Sinclair’s palace in about two hours. In the meantime, can you make sure to take kids away from that place?" Sophie stared at her phone and thought Geena must have gone nuts.

"I know what you must be thinking... but whatever is about to happen there, it might not be good for their mental well-being."

Now, since when had Geena gotten a doctorate degree in mental health?

"Why would I do that?" Sophie again tried to clutch the front knot of the towel. The heavy garment was slipping down, and Joseph was doing nothing to help her.

To make matters worse, he sat at the study table and started staring at her with his fist under his chin.

"I might kill you," she mouthed at him and even missed what Geena was telling her on the call.

"Sorry, Geena. Are you telling me something about cramps? Yes, it does affect the memory. You need to do something about the pain otherwise..."

There was so much distortion in the line that the call got disconnected.

Sophie went ahead and slapped on Joseph’s shoulder, "Shame on you. What kind of a partner you are? Leaving me helpless."

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