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, he laughed and asked, “Are you acting cute.

aback. She lowered her head and smiled faintly.

held Anastasia’s chun,

four years of marriage, their affection for each other had always remained mundane, and this was

to

came through for the second time,

his phone, frowned, and replied. “It’s nothing. It’s just an irrelevant

Anastasia smirked 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

knew Alastor well. He would not risk getting a divorce for the

all the business gatherings for the past four years. He had also built a

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

have spared the time to indulge in this futile competition with

her life before death had been

love me?” Anastasia asked as they stood by the seaside, the sea breeze blowing at

it over Anastasia. “We’re husband and

answered that question directly.

not necessarily a lover.

of Alastor, sent a text message to Anastasia’s

chime.

message read: [Get Alastor to answer my call]

her expression. “Alastor,

to the car to make the call,” Alastor responded

nodded and sat quietly on the beach.

phone. Anastasia did not know what

windier. Let’s go

trying to appear

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

some urgent matters, so I’ll have to work overtime

Anastasia tenderly embraced Alastor. “Work is important, but don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll prepare a delicious meal and send it to you tomorro morning” she

Alastor responded. He wanted to refuse, but Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness left him with

the journey back, Anastasia maintained a serene silence, her gaze