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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

"Can you please stop crying," just a few minutes back she was teasing him and laughing with him and here he had made her cry again.

She was still hiding her face behind her palms, and he could see her shaking shoulders.

"Y-you haven't even eaten your breakfast and now … you are crying like this…" He closed the distance between them and held her hands to pull them away from her face.

"Marissa… listen…" he tried talking to her wet face, but the hands were back to her face…

He didn't give up and pulled her hands again with all his might.

"I can't talk to you without looking at your face. Move away your hands, girl!" he pleaded to her, but she placed her hands back.

"Jeez, Marissa. Is there a machine installed in your arms? Your hands automatically move to your face…" his annoyed voice somewhat made it look funny to her. The crying session didn't take time to turn into a laughing one.

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