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.

Alastor was momentarily stunned After that, he

aback. She lowered

chun, lowering his head to kiss

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

forgot to answer the phone.

second time,

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

risk getting

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

the threat and hence was eager to engage in a battle of

wouldn’t have spared the time to indulge

was dying, and her life

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

and draped it over Anastasia.

that

not necessarily a

Alastor, sent a text message to Anastasia’s

chime.

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

evident in her expression. “Alastor, Felicia

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

nodded and sat quietly on the

know what they talked about, but his

windier. Let’s

nodded, trying to appear

arrogance, hoping that

has some urgent 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

but Anastasia’s

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