Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: 333- Ghosts Of The Past

"Nina! Wake up!" Nina scrunched her nose when someone woke her up from deep sleep, "You need to leave."-

Bajj told her in a no-nonsense tone.

Nina felt heaviness in her head and couldn’t open her eyes, "Just a little longer," she mumbled sleepily.

Bajj stood there, observing the woman, with his arms folded on his chest. Last night, they danced, partied, and then got naughty but that didn’t mean he was adopting her.

"It’s almost dawn, Nina. You need to leave. People have places to be and you... well!" he shrugged, "You must have a home to return to."

Nina finally cracked open an eye, her head still fuzzy from last night’s booze effects, "Home?" she chuckled but her voice lacked humor, "Can’t I just stay here?" Bajj could hear that stubborn slur in her voice.

He raised a brow, his expression turning sharp, "Now act up your age, Nina. You think people like walking up to an old woman snoring on their couch? It’s time to go, Nina," he said firmly and went to switch off his charger.

Nina stretched, letting out a reluctant sigh.

Strange! She never got a man who would let her stay in his bed. Not even in his apartment.

Rafael’s father was one of them.

"Fine!" it was only one word, but it was loaded with sarcasm as she slipped her feet into her shoes, "Wouldn’t want to interrupt your oh-so-important morning plans," she clicked her tongue in her mouth.

No matter how many times it happened, she felt humiliated.

Bajj was watching her while gathering her things. She rolled her hair roughly and placed a catcher clip on it.

"Aren’t you a fashion designer?" the question was out of his mouth before he could stop it.

"Yes, I am," she raised her shoulder and started checking her phone.

There were now several messages from Valerie.

"What? Scared?"

"Don’t want to face me?"

"How do you blame your evil deeds on others when you’re the culprit, Nina."

Valerie was getting out of hand, and Nina needed to teach her a lesson.

"Now what?" she jerked back into reality when heard Bajj’s annoying voice. By now, his patience was running thin.

"Uh.. My daughter-in-law..."

"Huh?"

"I mean... my ex daughter-in-law... Valerie... she has gone crazy. My ex-assistant Geena and Valerie... they are teaming up against me. Using Marissa, my son’s widow as their pawn. The worst part?" she laughed, "She believes them. I know I made mistakes but..." she looked at his face, "I accepted those mistakes and I’m now sincere with Marissa."

"Marissa Sinclair?" he asked with a raised brow and Nina tried to smile.

"Yeah. The success has gotten to her head. Listen, Bajj," she went to him and placed her hand on his arm which he didn’t like but chose to stay quiet about it, "I need a place to live."

Bajj looked down at her face with narrowed eyes, "Asking random people to let you stay at their place? Why don’t you go back to Sangua?"

"I can’t!" she walked away to look outside the window, "My grandkids are here and after my son’s death," she tried to gulp down the lump forming in her throat, "After Rafael’s death they are my life."

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