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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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81- My Weakness

"Where are we exactly?" Marissa asked Rafael rolling down the window. She hadn't seen this part of Kanderton city.

She was still not understanding. After leaving behind so many high-end restaurants, Rafael brought her here to this alien place where most of the people looked like the working class.

"You tell me," He kept his eyes ahead on the road, "You have been living in Kanderton for quite some time and I'm the one who is a newcomer," throwing a smile on her way, he slowed the car.

It looked like a small town and the lane they were in, was getting narrower.

Suddenly a long row of cottages came into view that seemed small but neat.

Rafael stopped the car in front of the first cottage and killed the engine.

Without offering any explanation, he got out of the car and came to her side to open the door.

"Rafael?"

"Come out, strawberry. Trust me!" he offered her, his hand and she held it with a little hesitancy and got out.