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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

204- That Crazy Bit*ch!

Nina was slumped over the table, her head was resting on her arms. The poor woman was lost in deep and exhausted sleep.

There were no other customers there. Only a slight hum of the air conditioner and the waiters who were shooting odd glances at her.

The woman seemed to be from a good family, yet she was sleeping here like she didn't have a bed at home.

There was a gentle, but firm tap on her shoulder that made her startled and she bolted up. Not understanding her surroundings, she looked around and then rubbed her eyes with her fists.

"Nina!" with a confused state of mind, Nina eyed the woman. 

"Geena?" Nina mumbled.

A waiter was standing next to Geena who looked worried seeing her boss like this.

"Ma'am. Excuse me," he tried to speak in the politest way possible, "We're about to close the restaurant."