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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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318- Goodbyes

Mala was preparing a small bag for his stuff while Talia was busy controlling her tears, "He is leaving. At last, he is leaving, Mala," she wiped her tears, but more were falling down her cheeks, "Why they decided to come here? They should have gone anywhere else."

"Didn't I warn you about this?" Mala asked Talia and then looked at the castle that they made together.

Mala didn't know when she could meet her friend again. He was not a common man but a business guru.

How come they didn't get it? How did they not see it? His every move, every stride was enough to prove that he belonged to no upper-middle class or upper class.

He was from the elite lot.

Though she was sad, deep down she was also happy for him. His family could spend money to bring back his memory if he was rich. Or maybe he would remember everything once he met them.