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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

Aniya blinked in disbelief and eyed the garment bag, Valerie was holding, "What?"

"Yeah," Valerie waved the bag on her face, "I also can't believe it. My baby is all grown up and about to get married," She announced excitedly.

For a moment, Aniya was certain that Valerie had lost her mind, "What are you talking about?" She demanded, her voice raising a little, "And where is my phone?" She turned back to look for her phone again, her hands patting around the bedside table.

Valerie calmly placed the garment bag down and pulled out a designer wedding dress, "Your phone isn't important right now, sweetie," she said casually as if this wasn't a big deal for her.

Aniya's panic was mounting with each passing minute, "Mom, this isn't funny. Okay? Where is my phone? I need to call Lisa. She'll come here to pick me."

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