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,

taken aback. She lowered her head and

Anastasia’s chun,

other had always remained mundane, and this was the first time Anastasia acted cute with him.

even forgot to

for the second time,

phone, frowned, and replied. “It’s

my phone calls are from an irrelevant person when he’s in Felicia’s bed? Men truly are

He would not risk

had also built a reputation as a good man and

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

Anastasia wouldn’t have spared the time to indulge in this futile competition with Felicia over a despicable man.

was dying, and her life before death had been too

asked as they stood by the seaside,

took off his coat and draped it over Anastasia. “We’re husband

answered that question directly.

was not necessarily

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

chime.

message read: [Get

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

to make the call,” Alastor responded with a furrowed

sat quietly

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

windier. Let’s

to appear

a stark contrast to Felicia’s arrogance, hoping

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

push yourself too hard. I’ll prepare a delicious meal

but Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness left him with no

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