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.

stunned After that,

was taken aback. She lowered her head

chun, lowering his head to

their affection for each other had always remained mundane, and this was the first time Anastasia acted cute with him. Hence, Alastor felt his heart race.

to

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

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

my phone calls are from an irrelevant person when he’s in Felicia’s bed? Men truly are amusing creatures. They want everything for

would not risk getting a divorce for the

gatherings for the past four years. He had also built a reputation as

hence was eager to engage in a battle of wits with Anastasia, hoping to push her

wouldn’t have spared the time to indulge in this futile competition

was dying, and her life before death had

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

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

answered that

not necessarily

text message

chime.

brazen Her message read: [Get Alastor to answer my

Alastor, her confusion evident in her

the car to make the call,” Alastor responded with a furrowed

nodded and sat quietly on

not know what they talked about, but his expression was gloomy when he

windier. Let’s

trying to appear

create a stark contrast to Felicia’s arrogance, hoping

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

is important, but don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll prepare a delicious meal and send it to

Alastor responded. He wanted to refuse, but Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness left him with no choice.

maintained a serene silence, her gaze fixed outside the car