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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 had fallen asleep easily, the weight and the tiredness of the day had pulled her under. In the middle of the night, she turned over in bed and felt something soft beside her.

In confusion, she tried to open her eyes and then blinked. She rubbed her fist in her eye to rub off the sleep. In the dim light of the room, she saw Sophie lying right next to her in the room. She was curled up and was sleeping deeply haphazardly on the bed.

"Sophie!" Marissa whispered, still groggy, "What are you doing here?"

Sophie who was sleeping like a dead, was least bothered by Marissa's voice

Sitting up slowly, she shook Sophia's shoulder gently, "Wake up! What time is it!"

She sounded more anxious now, but her tired friend didn't respond. She barely stirred, letting a soft sigh, mumbling something, and then drifted back to sleep.

274- After The Event (IV)