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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

151- Poor Marissa

"Hello, my lifelines!" Marissa announced her presence to the kids who were busy talking to a young girl. 

"Jenna. Their temporary nanny," Rafael informed her in a whisper.

The kids came running to her making noise in excitement. 

"How is your stay?" She asked them, kneeling on the carpeted floor, kissing their foreheads one by one. They all were trying to talk to her at once.

"It is so good, Mommy," Abi squealed and wrapped her arms around her neck, "Instead of home we should stay in the hotel. Staying here is so much fun."

Marissa wished she could tell her kids that their father could easily afford their lifetime stay in this hotel.

Ariel held up a crayon drawing, "Look, Mommy. I drew something," Ariel proudly showed it to her mom, "Jenna is so good. She lets us play all the time."

"We also made paper planes, Mommy," Abigail showed her the masterpieces. Alex who was standing nearby after the hug pointed towards his Lego building,