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.

momentarily stunned After that, he laughed and asked, “Are

was taken aback. She lowered her head and smiled faintly.

Anastasia’s chun, lowering his head to kiss

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

even forgot to

the second time,

and replied.

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

would not risk

for the past four years. He had also built a reputation as a good man and husband. If Alastor wanted

also sensed the threat and hence was eager to engage in a battle of wits with Anastasia,

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

life before death

years. Do you love me?” Anastasia asked

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

that

was not necessarily a

sent a text message to Anastasia’s WhatsApp,

chime.

brazen Her message read: [Get Alastor to answer my

gazed at Alastor, her confusion evident in her

to make the call,”

quietly on

car. Alastor spoke to Felicia on the phone. Anastasia did not know what they talked

Let’s go

trying to appear even more obedient.

arrogance,

explained. “The company has some urgent matters, so I’ll have to work

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

Alastor responded. He wanted to refuse, but Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness left him

serene silence, her gaze fixed outside the car window, resembling a