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.

clear that Alastor was momentarily stunned After that, he laughed and asked, “Are you

aback. She lowered her head and smiled faintly.

held Anastasia’s chun, lowering his head to kiss her

remained mundane, and this was

even forgot to answer the

came through for the second time, Anastasia deliberately asked, ‘Is

and replied. “It’s nothing. It’s just

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

Alastor well. He would not risk getting

years. He had also built a reputation

to engage in a battle of wits with Anastasia, hoping to push her into initiating a

spared the time to indulge in this futile competition

was dying, and her life before death had been

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

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

that question

was not necessarily a lover.

of Alastor, sent a text message to

chime.

brazen Her message read: [Get Alastor

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

company matter. It’s quite windy here. I’ll head to the car to make the call,” Alastor responded with a furrowed brow His demeanor

nodded and sat quietly on the beach.

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

windier. Let’s go

trying to appear

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

urgent matters, so I’ll have to

yourself too hard. I’ll prepare a delicious meal and send it to you tomorro morning” she

to refuse, but Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness

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