"Baby, can you tell me what you want to say?" Xander encouraged Scarlett, placing her cold hands in his lap. "Just say it. I won't say anything bad or get angry at you. Whatever you say about your hidden identity, I'm here to listen."
Scarlett felt relief wash over her after hearing Xander's words. The thought of being a spy or secret agent seemed far more appealing than being a core member of The Fox, which had become her biggest worry ever since Rex warned her not to disclose her affiliation with the organization to Xander.
Taking a deep breath, Scarlett tried to calm her racing mind. She pondered her following words carefully before speaking.
"Xander, if I am not who you think I am, if I am not the good person you believe me to be, are you sure you still want me as your wife?" Scarlett locked her gaze onto Xander's, her eyes searching for any hint of doubt or hesitation.
