Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

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She found herself grappling with a sense of impending doom, unsure about her next steps or how to approach her inevitable demise.

If she weren’t grappling with her illness and still had a long road ahead, Anastasia might have easily requested a divorce from Alastor without any hesitation. What was more, she would have willingly granted him the opportunity to be with his lover forever.

Unfortunately, she was approaching death.

As a result, she refused to allow herself to be deceived by Alastor any longer. She couldn’t tolerate the underhanded provocations from a woman lacking in morals.

Nevertheless, she had no intention of seeking vengeance on Alastor through any dishonorable means.

The most painful way to hurt someone was to strike where it hurt the most.

This sentiment was particularly true when dealing with individuals like Alastor and Felicia. In the end, it seemed fitting to reciprocate in kind the pain they had inflicted upon her.

That night. Anastasia took an unprecedented step and uploaded a post on Instagram. The caption read: [Beneath the vast expanse of the star–studded sky lies an immense ocean. I love the sea breeze, and I love you.]

The photo that she uploaded was one of herself and Alastor holding hands on the beach.

While her feet sank into the soft sand, Anastasia silently counted her steps, contemplating how much time would pass before Felicia grew irritated and reached out to Alastor in a fit of anger.

It only took ten steps. Anastasia only walked for ten steps before Alastor’s phone rang.

Sure enough, the caller was none other than Felicia.

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Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“You agreed to make it up to me today. Can’t you take a break from work?” Anastasia never acted cute to Alastor, but today,

she did.

Alastor was momentarily stunned After that,

taken aback. She lowered her head

chun, lowering his head

remained mundane, and this was the first time Anastasia acted cute with

even forgot to answer

came through for the second time, Anastasia deliberately asked, ‘Is

and replied.

smirked sarcastically and mused. “Will he also say that my phone calls are from an irrelevant person when he’s in Felicia’s bed? Men truly are amusing creatures. They want everything for themselves, even when they already have enough.”

Alastor well. He would not risk getting a divorce for the

had also built a reputation as

to engage in a battle of wits with Anastasia, hoping to

she been in good health, Anastasia wouldn’t have spared the time to indulge in this futile competition with Felicia over

was dying, and her life before death had been

married for four years. Do you love me?” Anastasia asked as they stood by the seaside, the sea breeze blowing at her.

draped it over Anastasia. “We’re husband

never answered that question

wife was not necessarily

Alastor, sent a text message to Anastasia’s WhatsApp, causing her phone to emit

chime.

message read: [Get

Alastor, her confusion evident in her expression. “Alastor, Felicia is

windy here. I’ll head to the car to make the call,” Alastor responded with a furrowed

quietly on the

spoke to Felicia on the phone. Anastasia did not know what they talked about, but his expression was gloomy when

Let’s

to appear even more

intention was to create a stark contrast to Felicia’s arrogance, hoping that Alastor would perceive

“The company has some urgent matters, so I’ll have

push yourself too hard. I’ll prepare a delicious meal and send it to you tomorro morning”

Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness left him with no

gaze fixed outside the car window, resembling a picturesque