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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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406- Aniya James

"Aniya James! Go to the table number five!" Mr. Ramsey, who was their manager, announced loudly behind the desk.

"Yes, chief!" Aniya tried to ignore the slight pain in her legs. It used to be a lot worse when she started this job six months ago.

Her mother wanted her to start the job when she was sixteen, but God knew why she didn't send her to this restaurant. 

Life had been better since she got this job. It was a high-end place where they used to pay heavy tips. 

Her mom Valerie James was happy that at last her girl had started bringing in money. The abuse Aniya had been facing since childhood never diminished. 

Her father and mother inflicted pain on her in so many ways that she had almost forgotten how to laugh or smile. 

"Take coffee cups to that table, Aniya James," her friend Lisa poked her elbow in her chest. She quickly picked up the tray and carried it to the said table.