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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 · 现代言情
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369 Chs

287- Will-reading Ceremony Is Over!

(5 years ago)

"What are you saying, Rafael?" Mr. Barter wasn't expecting such a silly decision from the business tycoon Rafael Sinclair. 

"Do you even realize what you're saying? You don't know this girl except for what she told you about her being your wife. What if she flees after getting your property?"

Rafael who was leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed, smiled lazily, "She has already fled, Mr. Barter," he finally opened his eyes, "Guess what? She left without telling me. Without taking a penny. Yet, she has taken my precious things."

Barter's eyes shot up in disbelief, "She stole something from you?"

"Not exactly stole. Mr. Barter. She is pregnant with my kids," he then looked into the older man's eyes, "I need help and you're the only one I can trust. No one should know about this deal. Not my mom. Not Valerie."

"What if," he bent over, lowering his voice, "Mrs. Sinclair comes to know about it?"