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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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280- You Did It, My Friend!

"Their story just got started. Then what went wrong, Joseph?" Sophie must have asked Joseph this question maybe for the umpteenth time.

A question that Joseph didn't know how to answer.

It had been three days since Marissa had a nervous breakdown. She hadn't gotten back her consciousness.

Sophie, who always preferred to stay with the kids, was now staying in the hospital corridors. Thankfully Nina knew how to keep the kids' focus on their granny. This is what she knew best. To keep everyone busy around her.

Though kids called Sophie repeatedly to ask about their mom, Emily, and Nina were taking great care of them.

Sitting on the cold floor of the hospital corridor, Sophie's face was leaning against Joseph's shoulder.

The poor man was by her side all this time. He even begged her to sit on a bench, yet Sophie preferred the floor.