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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

Marissa swallowed hard and turned to Sophie who was hurriedly fixing her disheveled hair and that reminded Marissa of her own hair.

She started brushing her fingers through her tangles and tried to smile, "Oh, Rafael. I … we…. weren't expecting you…" she said with a shrug and realized that he was staring towards her shoulder.

She followed his gaze and found that the oversized t-shirt she was wearing was slipping off, exposing her smooth shoulder.

With a faltered smile she quickly covered it, but that sleeve fell down again.

"P… please sit down," she left the stool abruptly, "Oh, you can sit in the living room too…" She looked at Sophie in panic who was now nodding her head like an obedient student.

"Can I go and wake up kids?" he asked raising a brow and she quickly nodded.

"Yes. Yes. Why not. Come," the plan was to let Rafael deal with kids, and she would need just five minutes to wear something decent.

60- My Shoulders