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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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161- Their Grandma Was A Threat To Them

Marissa peeled her eyes off his face and looked at her team members who were sitting there, quietly observing them.

Rafael followed her gaze and eyed the spectators, "You must be Delinda. Aren't you?" He asked the middle-aged woman who seemed to have lost her tongue, "Ms. Delinda. There is a rule you need to follow throughout your life no matter what happens," he said silkily but everyone could feel the bite in his voice, "If you'll keep worshipping every Tom, Dick, and Harry because she is your boss's wife, or he is your boss's brother or his cousin then I'm sorry… no one can help you. I'm sure life must have taught you everything… but worshipping people mustn't be one of them."

His hand sneaked up to Marissa's and held it gently.

"You all can leave now," they all started getting up including Marissa when he tightened his grip on her hand, "Not you. Stay here."

He waited until every one of them left, closing the door behind them.