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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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316- Geena At Ashua

Talia stepped into the house, immediately noticing the intense look on both Alex and Mala's faces.

They looked cute, completely focused, hunching over something on the floor.

She roamed around a little to let them notice her, but they were so engrossed in their activity that they hardly noticed her presence.

Pausing for a moment, she watched closely and realized they were piecing together a bunch of Legos.

"Place it here," Alex pointed to a corner and waited for Mala to start fixing the piece. 

"Umm hmm. No. The orange one! This one doesn't match," he took it from Mala's hand and handed over the yellow one. 

"Urgh!" Mala groaned when she couldn't stick it in the fear that the small thing might fall.

"Don't be afraid," he encouraged her softly, "Remember to use hands as hands, not like a hammer."

Mala giggled but then fixed the piece there.