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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

George tapped his fingers restlessly against the phone, staring at the screen as the call rang for God knew how many times.

A frown creased his forehead. Anaya wasn't picking up and that wasn't like her.

He exhaled sharply running a hand through his hair. He wanted to pick her up earlier for the date, hoping they could steal some extra time together. Instead of looking forward to the evening, he was growing uneasy.

Should he just drive to her hostel? His grip tightened around his phone at the thought.

Damn. She would never like that! He muttered.

He was supposed to respect her decision regarding secrecy, or he might lose her. He groaned, shaking his head.

Then another thought struck him- what if she was still at the office, with her phone forgotten in her locker?

But why would she be? Like him, she was looking forward to this dinner. She even brought him crisps.

465- Motionless