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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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513 Chs
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#SURVIVAL
#BETRAYAL
#CEO
#FASTPACED
#FIRSTLOVE
#ABANDONED
#PREGNANCY
#FAKEIDENTITY

72- Flu

Delinda's words kept playing in her head again and again.

Not everyone tries to keep a check on us? 

"But then people don't even bother to be with you when you're carrying their kids and delivering them while facing death," she told this to her image standing in the office bathroom.

After washing her hands, she was turning away when Kate came inside and placed her bag on the sink slab.

"I need your help, Marissa," Marissa didn't answer but waited for her to speak, "Please ask Mr. Sinclair to give the furniture contract to Amir."

Marissa opened her mouth to say no, but Kate stopped her, "I know. I know about those entrepreneurs. But Amir… we are hand to mouth and Amir won't marry me if we don't get money."

"So, you expect me to take someone else's job to help you marry that sleaze bag? Why marry a man when his love is based on such absurd demands, Kate?"