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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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403 Chs

233- She Is My Wife!

Nina saw her son leaving the room, gripping Marissa to himself like she was someone very precious to him.

"He seems to care for her," Valerie told her mother-in-law and Nina thanked the stars that Valerie wasn't crying this time.

 "Don't be negative, Val," Nina fished for her cigarette in her purse and then reminded herself, that this wasn't her office, "Men usually care for their mistresses."

Valerie rolled her eyes with a sarcastic smirk, she didn't look convinced.

"But men don't hand over important office decisions into mistress's hands, Nina," she then smacked the table and left her seat.

"Where are you going?" Delinda who was sitting right next to her, asked her and then held her hand quickly, "You don't need to give up on your husband just like that, Mrs. Sinclair."

Val wasn't in the mood to listen to any lecture. All the people sitting there in the room were whispering to each other about Marissa and her.