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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?

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130- Fumigation

"Mar! What are you saying?" Sophie thought her friend had lost her mind, "Are you crazy."

"No, I'm not. I … I no longer want to go on that date with Rafael," she mumbled.

Rafael didn't know what to say.

He had somewhat guessed that this decision was based on the nightmare she had last night. The problem was that he was trying hard to be her friend so that she could open up. He wasn't planning to force her.

Trust can't be forced on someone, it must be earned.

He was trying hard to go slow with her. But every time either her smile used to entangle him in its charm, or her chubby body used to do things to him in unexplainable ways.

He could hear the two women arguing with each other. Poor Sophie was asking her to take back her decision.

"Don't tell her that!" he snapped at Sophie, "If she doesn't want to go then let it be. Take your time, princess."

The last statement was told in a very friendly way. He looked the least bit offended.