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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 · Urbano
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393 Chs

23- Longing

"Please get this mess cleared," Joseph ordered someone and turned to her, "It's ok ma'am. Please don't feel disheartened."

He took a slow lingering look around the room especially at all the dishes on the long table, "If all your food has fallen on the floor, we can give you a second chance."

Joseph didn't give her any choice to speak or to express that she knew him, and they had already met.

"Beef Fajita and Baklava are safe, sir," She tried to convey to him in a clipped tone and gave a hard stare to the blond responsible for this mess.

She was blowing on her nails as if trying to blow dry the nail color. She just raised her eyes for a moment to meet Marissa's gaze and then moved away to talk to someone standing close to her.

The rest of the participants were still standing in a shocked state.