Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

“Isn’t there chocolate in the pantry?” Alastor’s deep voice inquired, his demeanor seemingly unaffected.

However, it carried an intentional air of nonchalance.

The janitor cleaned the pantry this morning and threw away all of the chocolates and candies. The new stock hasn’t arrived yet. Felicia’s starving. Since you’re having breakfast here, Mr. Lopez, would you mind letting Felicia join in for a few bites?” the assistant whispered, casting a deliberate glance at Anastasia before asking, “Mrs. Lopez, you wouldn’t mind, would you?”

“I don’t mind.” Anastasia stated politely, her words cloaked in euphemism. “But I woke up at six in the morning to prepare this soup specifically for Alastor.”

Anastasia subtly presented the choice to Alastor.

Before Alastor could respond, Felicia took it upon herself to enter the office.

“Go ahead and take some.” Alastor’s tone retained its depth as he spoke to Felicia, his gaze carrying a subtle warning. “Just remember to have your breakfast before coming to work.”

It was clear that he was cautioning Felicia not to play such tricks in front of Anastasia.

Anastasia understood well that Alastor’s current reluctance to seek a divorce stemmed from her lack of transgressions in. their marriage up to this point.

drink some water.” Felicia looked

to an exact 100 degrees Fahrenheit and passed Felicia the

toward Anastasia was palpable as he knew

coquettishly as she shot provocative glances at Anastasia. “But… wouldn’t Anastasia be upset if I ate the breakfast she made especially for you?”

Anastasia sneered.

wouldn’t mind. She’s very understanding.” Alastor responded, giving credit to

a spoon and sipped

while, an unusual expression flickered across Felicia’s face. Instantly, her complexion turned pale, and

managed to utter,

“What’s wrong?” he questioned, a note of panic

tone.

my medicine.

face contorted in panic. He urgently called to

the situation, knew that Alastor was referring to Felicia’s asthma

face

“Alastor, what’s wrong?”

the food?” Alastor’s inquiry to Anastasia carried an accusatory undertone, though he was oblivious to the

a buzzing sound in her ears. “I prepared the mushroom soup as usual,

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