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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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393 Chs

153- I'm Not Marissa!

Marissa was sitting on the floor hugging her knees tightly, trying to hold back the tears that were shaking her body.

"Marissa! Get a grip! Stop crying!" she couldn't stop the sob that escaped her lips even after listening to Sophia's stern voice. 

 "Sophie…"

"Marissa. They were supposed to return one day. Remember? We already talked about it."

"Yes, I know. But right now, I don't think I'm prepared… I'm not mentally prepared at all."

"But you need to, Marissa. You are no more that naïve girl who got fooled by those vile women. You are now a hot mommy of three beautiful kids. You need to be very strong, Marissa."

"I … I don't know what they are talking in there… b…but … but Sophie… how would I face them?"

"Oh, Marissa. I wish I could be there to hug you, girl. I'm so sorry. Can you please stop crying? Is there any water bottle close by?"