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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 · Urbain
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238- The Night

Marissa had left the office without a backward glance. She was still fuming when she joined Rafael in the car.

"Is everything alright, sweetheart?" She shrugged it off with a careless chuckle.

It was supposed to be her best time because tonight she was planning to hand over her soul to her husband. Her heart already belonged to him.

Delinda destroyed that happiness.

"Yeah. I'm all good. Why?" She tilted her head to eye him and jerked her head to the START button, "Come on. Fire up the engine."

He kept staring at her face, trying to decide if he should try to know more about it, and then leaned back with a sigh to start the car. When the car began moving, Marissa's eyes were on the road ahead, thinking of Delinda. 

"Marissa. Should I drop you off at Sophie's place?" Furrowing her brows, she turned her head and found him looking ahead on the road. 

"Why would you do that?"