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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

336- She Is Coming

Sitting in the car, Marissa waited for Dean to receive her call. Rafael was sitting beside her, holding her hand, their fingers intertwined.

This was the best choice for her not to leave him alone and take him alongside. 

Kids were at Sophie's so she couldn't send Rafael there.

"I'm sorry. But please take care of the meetings today. Especially the ones that involve Iron rods issue for the bricks," she explained to Dean busily, checking something on her tab.

"What do you mean? They'll be pissed if they don't find you here!" The sharp edge in Dean's voice reached her ear and she placed the phone a little away from her face.

"I'm sorry and I trust you, Dean," she said controlling her laughter. After Sophie, if there was one person she had to trust, that was Dean.

He could get stern with her, scold her but ultimately give up to her stupid demands.

"You are a she-devil and you owe me big time," he retorted like a nagging, complaining wife.