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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. Are you sure, you aren't hiding anything?" Olivia asked her before going to bed and Aniya just shook her head.

There was nothing to hide except a few short conversations.

It was nothing. She was imagining it. Being a good boss, George Donovan had been compassionate. He must have been working on this bonus for quite some time.

CEOs of big companies don't release bonuses within a few hours. Right?

All the hostel residents were excited at the breakfast table too. Most of them were already planning to go shopping.

"What are you planning to buy?" Olivia asked her. Aniya just wanted more necessities, one more pack of pads for her heavy days and maybe… maybe a few more packs of spicy crisps.

That she didn't have to share with anyone. Except with him.

She thought with that wicked smile and then had to wipe it off before anyone could catch her red-handed.

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