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.

that Alastor was momentarily stunned After that,

was taken aback. She lowered her head and

held Anastasia’s chun, lowering his

years of marriage, their affection for each other had always remained mundane, and this was the

forgot to answer the

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

at his phone, frowned, and replied. “It’s nothing. It’s just

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

well. He would not risk

business gatherings for the past four years. He had also built a reputation as a good man and husband. If Alastor wanted a divorce, things would

a battle of wits with Anastasia,

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

she was dying, and her life before death

you love me?” Anastasia asked as they stood by the seaside, the sea breeze blowing at

it over Anastasia. “We’re husband and wife.”

answered that question directly.

not necessarily a lover.

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

chime.

read: [Get Alastor to answer

her confusion evident in her expression. “Alastor, Felicia is your secretary, correct? Is there anything

matter. It’s quite windy here. I’ll head to the car to make the call,” Alastor responded with a furrowed brow His demeanor

nodded and sat quietly

did not know what they talked about, but his expression was

getting windier. Let’s go back”

trying to appear even more

stark contrast to Felicia’s arrogance, hoping that Alastor would perceive her as

matters, so I’ll have to work overtime

embraced Alastor. “Work is important, but don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll prepare a delicious meal and send it to you tomorro

Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness left him with no choice.

back, Anastasia maintained a serene silence, her gaze fixed outside the car window, resembling a picturesque