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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

205- With His Tongue

Geena saw Nina in awe who was sprinting through the hotel lobby. She couldn't believe that Nina was in her sixties. Right now, she seemed to be quite active for her age.

Or maybe her anger was pushing her forward. 

"Oh, God! Valerie must be in danger," Geena didn't know how to warn Valerie. Nor was she aware of what stunt she pulled to make Nina this angry.

Nina was trying hard to control the fury simmering inside her chest. She could feel Geena coming after her but couldn't wait for it anymore.

It was necessary to give the bitch the piece of her mind. What did she exactly think?

Poor Geena wasn't well practiced in walking fast in her heels, so she did what she thought was right. She took them off as if she were on the beach and carried them in her hand.

Being barefeet was more convenient while running after Nina. Her boss wasn't even glancing back to acknowledge her presence.