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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
Classificações insuficientes
80 Chs

53- No Need

Ever since she saw Valerie's name flashing on his phone screen, she didn't stay in that office. The food was still left on her plate, but she got out of the room without a backward glance.

Though she did hear him telling her that he was busy in a meeting. But that didn't bring peace to her mind.

If he cared about her, not as his mistaken wife but as the mother of his kids then he should have been upfront and told that damn sister of hers that he was busy with his kids' mom.

"Marissa. Mr. Sinclair wants to talk to you," Marissa was typing something vigorously on her laptop and didn't even bother to raise her eyes to look at Dean's face.

"We have already discussed vital things during our lunch. Now if I keep visiting his office, I won't be able to do my tasks. Please ask him to let me work or I'll resign."

The threat had the desired effect on Dean and on the President of MSin. After that, nobody dared to call her or disturb her.