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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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12- Right That Minute!

"Girl! You are being paranoid!" Flint whispered to Marissa because the kids were sleeping in the nearby room, "Why do you think that man was observing Ariel?"

"Because he found her cute!" Before Marissa could speak, Sophia interrupted them while her eyes were still on the laptop screen.

Flint snapped his fingers and nodded, "Exactly. Rafael is in Sangua. You are here in Kanderton managing your catering business. Why Rafael will even bother to set foot here when his billion-dollar industry is doing just fine back home? There is nothing for him in Kanderton city."

Marissa was rubbing her hands in anxiety. Her heart was sinking with each passing minute.

"What if someday Rafael comes at my door and demands to meet my kids then what will I do, Flint?"