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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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80 Chs

28- Fraud

"Umm hmm," He smirked, "then come and take it."

Marissa pinned him with a confident glance and got close to him.

She smirked with a slight shake of her head, "Just because you are the President of multinational, you think that gives you rights to play games with me?" She took her face too close to him, "I have got news for you, Mr. Sinclair. I'm not a toy that you want to play with… any time you desire and then discard it." Tightening her lips into a thin line, she gave a good look to his handsome face that had turned serious.

She whispered near his face, "Just let it sink into your head. I'll never beg you for anything, Mr. Sinclair. Better place it on my hand if you want the best caterer in Kanderton City to make your event memorable for you." With that, she spread her palms in front of his eyes.

His eyes kept their focus on her face. She could see the pain in there, but she didn't know if this was legit or just another stunt to gain her attention.