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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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293- Heirlooms

Valerie opened her eyes sleepily and then squeezed them shut. Last night, she came to her parents' place, because she had no place to spend the night.

She didn't want to go to any cheap hotel. She might not have found her marriage certificate, but her jewelry was safe.

The jewelry also included Sinclair family heirlooms that were given to Marissa by Rafael and later Valerie didn't let her take them.

Her parents didn't have a spare room so right now this attic was her room that had a small mattress along with several metal boxes next to the wall.

Valerie's suitcases were sprawled all over the floor that she had brought from Rafael's place. Stretching herself, she got up and looked around. This room didn't even have an attached bath, and she needed to go to the living room to use it.

Within a few days, she had gone from riches to rags.