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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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37- Rafael Is Here!

Marissa was aware that what Flint was telling her was not some random words but mere facts. 

Lying in her bed throughout the night, she wondered if she overreacted in the restaurant.

Her kids found the striking resemblance between him and Alex that meant any person could have a look at both of them and would easily put two and two together.

She kept tossing and turning in her bed until she flung the quilt aside and got up. She tip-toed to the kitchen and switched on the coffee machine.

Last night's incident kept replaying in her mind again and again.

"Couldn't fall asleep!" she closed her eyes when heard Sophie's sleepy voice behind her.

"No. I couldn't. But I guess, Flint was right." She said softly.

Sophie took the stool adjacent to Marissa and sat on it. They both were sitting there like two schoolgirls clad in their nightgowns.