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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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110- Consider It Done

Marissa knelt down, tying Ariel's shoelaces as Rafael's honking horn echoed from outside. Abigail must already be seated in the car with him while Marissa was left to deal with Ariel who was a bit picky about everything.

"Why Daddy is barking the horn, Mommy," Ariel's furrowed in confusion.

Marissa smiled softly, "It's not barking, sweetie. It's honking. It's just to let us know that he is waiting and wants us to hurry up!" Marissa's fingers quickly secured the knots, "It's almost done, honey."

Ariel squirmed with impatience. She tapped her little feet in frustration, "I want to go and sit near the window before Abi does."

"You both will get the window seat, love. Alex is staying home," she then glanced over her shoulder and called out, "Alex! We are leaving, love. Take care of Flint."

"I will!" Alex spoke from Flint's room. Today he was helping Flint clean his room.