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.

was momentarily stunned After that, he laughed and asked, “Are you acting cute.

She lowered her

held Anastasia’s chun, lowering his head to

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

even forgot to

time, Anastasia deliberately asked, ‘Is it

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

person when he’s in Felicia’s bed?

knew Alastor well. He would not risk getting a

had also

was eager to engage in a battle of wits with

spared the time to indulge in this

life before death had been too

been married for four years. Do you love me?” Anastasia asked as they stood by the seaside,

and draped it over Anastasia.

that

was not necessarily a

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

chime.

brazen Her message read: [Get Alastor to answer my call]

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

to make the call,” Alastor responded with a furrowed

quietly on the

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

windier. Let’s

to appear

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

“The company has some urgent matters, so

embraced Alastor. “Work is important, but don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll prepare a

He wanted to refuse, but Anastasia’s sensibility

silence, her gaze