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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

"Even if you don't want to sleep then at least close your eyes," lying beside her, Sophia mumbled. Marissa couldn't find it in herself to lie in her bedroom, so she decided to stay in the guest room with Sophie.

Tonight, even Joseph and Dean were given guest rooms too.

Marissa still didn't feel like sleeping. She only felt like dying. She swore that once Rafael would come back, she would give him a tight slap right across his face and then leave him forever. Who does that to his wife?

"Did he even love me? I thought he did!" Her voice drifted through the room, Sophie propped on her elbow and looked at Marissa's face.

"Can you stop doing that to yourself?" Marissa chuckled but it lacked humor.

She closed her eyes to show her friend, she was as tired as her.

The problem was this: his face. That used to appear behind her eyelids whenever she closed her eyes.

"Are you mad at me?" there was concern in his voice when he spoke in her head.

276- Abigail and Nina