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Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

"M... Marissa! Are they my kids?" Rafael's eyes weren't moving away from the adorable kids' faces. "No, Rafael. They are not," Marissa said with a fake smile, "They aren't yours. Remember?" she batted her lashes quite dramatically, "We were never married!" Marissa Aaron’s elder sister Valerie Aaron jilted her blind boyfriend on her wedding day and ran off. For face-saving, Merissa's family pleaded to her to marry Raphael Sinclair. The irony? She was not allowed to tell her blind husband that she was not Valerie but Merissa Aaron. On the day of Raphael's successful eye surgery, Marissa got to know that Valerie was back to take her rightful place as Sinclaire’s daughter-in-law. Marissa tried explaining to her husband that she was the one married to him, but he did not believe her. Instead of any more convincing, heartbroken Merissa decided to leave the city without telling him, her secret. Raphael Sinclair was the classic definition of drop-dead gorgeous and was the only heir of the Sinclair group of industries. What would he do when he came to know that all this time the woman who offered him, her love and her body was not Valerie but her younger sister Marissa Aaron? How would he react when he came to know that he was the father of the babies Marissa was carrying in her womb? Would he go after Marissa and win her back? And the million-dollar question! Would Marissa ever be able to forgive him and love him again?

JessicaKaye911 · Urban
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369 Chs

13- His Life

"So, what's the catch here?" Rafael asked after hugging his friend who was looking after his Kanderton branch office.

He had just gotten down from his private jet and couldn't wait for some positive progress. Joseph shook his head when saw an army of uniformed bodyguards following him closely.

All this time Rafael's investigators had been expressing their concerns that Sophia and Marissa didn't bother to go to the airport and left the city by road. That was the reason their records were missing from airport security records.

Now all of them had been active when Joseph told him about the girl he saw in the superstore.

"I'm one hundred percent sure that she was Marissa. Her hair was longer than the picture you showed me. She was not as slim but the little girl accompanying her… my God! You should have seen… she was a spitting image of her aunt Valerie."