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.

After that, he laughed and asked,

was taken aback. She lowered

reached out and held Anastasia’s chun, lowering his

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

to answer

time, Anastasia deliberately asked, ‘Is it something important?”

at his phone, frowned, and replied. “It’s

sarcastically and mused. “Will he also say that my 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

would not risk getting a divorce for the time

his partner at all the business gatherings for the past four years. He had also built a reputation as a good man and husband. If Alastor wanted a divorce,

the threat and hence was eager to engage in a battle of wits with Anastasia, hoping to push her into initiating a

spared the time to

and her life before death

we’ve been married for four years. Do you love me?” Anastasia asked as

and draped it over

that question

wife was not

text message to Anastasia’s WhatsApp, causing

chime.

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

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

matter. It’s quite windy here. I’ll head to the car to make the call,” Alastor

quietly

phone. Anastasia did not know what they talked about, but his expression

windier. Let’s go

nodded, trying to appear even more

intention was to create a stark contrast to Felicia’s arrogance, hoping that Alastor would perceive her as distinct from

has some urgent matters, so

don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll prepare

but Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness left

gaze fixed outside the