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 clear that Alastor was momentarily stunned After that, he

aback. She lowered her head and smiled

out and held Anastasia’s chun, lowering

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

forgot to answer the phone.

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

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

are from an irrelevant person when he’s in Felicia’s bed? Men truly are amusing creatures.

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

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

in a battle of wits with Anastasia,

she been in good health, Anastasia wouldn’t have spared the time to indulge in this futile competition with Felicia over

was dying, and her life before

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

it over Anastasia. “We’re

answered that question directly.

wife was not necessarily a lover.

Felicia, unable to get a hold of Alastor, sent a text

chime.

Her message read: [Get

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

here. I’ll head to the car to make the call,” Alastor responded with a furrowed brow His demeanor shifted slightly upon hearing her

nodded and sat quietly on the

the phone. Anastasia did not know what they talked about,

getting windier. Let’s go

nodded, trying to appear even more obedient.

to create a stark contrast to Felicia’s arrogance, hoping that Alastor would perceive

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

important, but don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll prepare a delicious meal

Anastasia’s sensibility and gentleness left

her gaze fixed outside the car