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"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?

Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

MSin people had got a very impressive building. The reception area where they were seated was classy.

Marissa could almost feel her eyes gliding on the sparkling floor. The receptionist offered them a professional smile and informed them that it was next to impossible to meet Mr. Joseph without an appointment.

Though Marissa was expecting it, she wanted to try her luck. Akari was accompanying her, and she was as impressed as Marissa.

"Seems like their building is made of glass and marble…" she told Marissa in a dreamy whisper, "If their offices are so impressive, then how polished their homes must be."

Marissa gave a small smile to Akari.

"I once lived in such a big mansion, Akari. All that glitters is not gold, my friend. People living in massive houses are usually heartless." She didn't say it out loud and eyed the glossy floor beneath her shoes.

20- Brilliant Wife