"I’ve thought of a way you can make your appearance for the first time to your family," he suddenly said. He watched as her eyes sparkled with intrigue.
Xavier cleared his throat before he replied, "My grandmother is celebrating her 84th birthday in two weeks. Naturally, the Harrison family is invited since Michelle is still their daughter-inw."
For the past few months since Xavier had refused to sign the divorce papers, Michelle had be even furious and had requested a divorce from Richard, but thetter only turned deaf ears.
’That means I have to go with him,’ she thought.
"And no, we won’t be going together," Xavier said as if reading her thoughts. "You will be going with a new identity."
Xavier dug his hands into his pockets, retrieved the new ID card he had made for her, and handed it over to Anastasia.
Curious, she took it and examined the card. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw her picture on it but with a different name. The realization hit her like a wave, and she looked up at Xavier, searching for an exnation.
"It’s your new identity," Xavier said calmly. "For your safety. Your old life is too dangerous now. This will help you start over, free from the threats of your past."
Anastasia nodded in understanding. "I will be Selene Jones," she said.
Xavier nodded, grabbed a ss of water, and sipped from it. "You are Selene Jones, a newbie actress who came back from Nexus City to fulfill her dreams of being an actress."
Xavier filled her in on everything she needed to know about her new identity, speaking with calm precision. Anastasia responded by nodding from time to time, sinking every detail into her brain.
All of a sudden, the doorbell rang and a maid went to open it while another cleared the dishes.
Anastasia requested a mango juice and it was immediately handed over to her. She sipped from the ss as she waited for the person to enter.
Mark popped his head through the door, a huge smile on his lips with a fruit basket in his hand.
"Anastasia," he called her.
"Hi Mark," said Ana, her gaze on the fruit basket. When her eyesnded on a pair of oranges, her nose slightly tingled.
"I decided to pay a visit and see how my wonderful patient has been doing so far," he said. "And I also brought some healthy fruits for you," he added.
Ana gave him an appreciative smile as she watched the maid take the fruit basket from him, keeping it on the dining table as she took the fruits out.
"Did I suddenly go invisible?" Xavier questioned his friend who responded with a sheepish smile.
"We see each other almost every day, and I haven’t seen my sister-inw since she left the hospital," he said, walking towards Xavier as they exchanged a friendly handshake.
A slight frown formed on Anastasia’s forehead.
’What did Mark mean by they see every day? Does Xavier visit the hospital every day or does Mark visit the Wace enterprise every day?’ She wondered.
But that thought vanished out of her mind when she heard what Mark called her.
<i>Sister-inw?</i>
She didn’t know how to reply to that, so she simply kept quiet. It was obvious that the two were good friends.
Mark stayed over until it was dinner time. He ate dinner with them and left close to midnight.
The next few days passed, and Xavier brought a fashion designer to have Anastasia’s gown tailored perfectly.
Thetter had refused, iming he’d already gotten her many dresses but Xavier refused also. Even though they weren’t going to the party together, she was still his wife and he wanted to spoil her.
The fashion designer didn’t waste any time on the dress at all. She got it ready a day before the birthday party Anastasia was attending.
Anastasia got the dress. She couldn’t hide the smile that pulled on her lips when she saw it.
"You like it?" Xavier asked her. She couldn’t help but nod vehemently.
"I love it," she replied. "This dress is perfect for myeback and I can’t wait to see their reaction when they see my face again," she added, an evil grin recing the smile.