Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 494

Chapter 494: 494- Moved On

Aniya was sitting in the Civil Registry office along with her parents. She had expected the office to be clean and tidy, like they showed in movies, but it smelled of old files and fresh ink.

Sitting between Marissa and Rafael, she watched the officer as he tapped a form with his pen. His gaze shifted to each one of them before settling on her.

"So, Miss..." he glanced at the paper, "You were registered as Abigail before your... umm... disappearance...and after that, you were given the name Aniya Jakes. Am I right?"

Aniya nodded her head.

"Hmm," He narrowed his eyes as he ran his gaze through the old records on his PC, "The decision is yours—do you want to go back to Abigail, or should it be Aniya?"

Aniya hesitated for a moment. There was too much attachment to the name Aniya James. It had been her identity for most of her life.

While the name Abigail?

It might feel distant. However, unlike Aniya, the name didn’t carry scars, those horrible whispers, and those traumas.

Marissa’s hand covered hers that was placed on her lap, "Sweetheart! No matter what you choose, you are still our daughter," she assured her softly.

Rafael nodded, "No pressure, princess. Just do what you feel is right. Your happiness means more to us."

"Aniya might be close to my heart, but it also reminds me of all those hardships I went through," She bit her lip, "Abigail..." she looked up at her mom, "I’ll go with Abigail. The Aniya I was, I already left her behind. The person sitting with you is someone new. So, Abigail should be the one."

The officer looked up above his reading glasses, "You don’t have to rush, miss. Take your time. You can come to me some other day."

Aniya closed her eyes briefly, then met his gaze, "I have decided, sir," she told him in loud and clear words, "I want to go with Abigail Sinclair."

Rafael’s arm squeezed her to his side, to offer her, his silent support.

The officer noted it down without another word. After taking a few more details from her, he entered a few things into his computer and then stamped the form with a thud.

It was done.

Now she was officially Abigail Sinclair. The lost heiress of the Sinclair family.

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"When you were little, you loved having Chinese," Marissa told her after the waiter had taken their orders.

After the Registry office, they had come to a nearby Chinese restaurant that was Marissa’s favorite.

"How about..." she turned to her husband and held his arm, "We have a big celebration party and announce to everyone that our Abi is back."

Abigail could see the wetness in her mother’s eyes.

"Not now, Strawberry," Rafael kissed her cheek, "Let the police complete their investigation. Announcing it means we are drawing unwanted attention. We don’t want to alert Valerie and his minion. Let Abi have a breather."

Being called Abi by her father was indeed a breather.