Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

After ending the phone call with Sienna, Anastasia called Alastor again.

“Darling. I fell asleep on the plane. Mr. Lexington urgently summoned me over. I was angry at that time and forgot to inform you. I’m sorry, and I’m already in Atharia.”

Over on the other side, Alastor had investigated Anastasia’s itinerary, finding out that she had indeed gone to Atharia.

“You’re angry?” Alastor’s voice was very low and sounded a bit weary.

Anastasia’s decision to throw a tantrum and travel to Atharia while turning off her phone clearly infuriated Alastor.

“Should I be angry? I didn’t take it to heart.” Anastasia said sensibly. “We can talk about it when I get back.”

“Okay, I’ll pick you up at the airport when you come back.” Alastor then hung up the phone.

Staring at her phone screen, Anastasia fell into a prolonged silence. She wondered, “Why does it feel like I’m the one at fault?

How sensible must I be to become the perfect wife in Alastor’s heart?!

With a hint of irony in her smile, Anastasia looked up at the sky.

As it turned out, being a wife required her to be entirely sensible and tactful, while being a lover meant she could act

without restraint.

he

a picture of the airport and posted it on Instagram with the caption: [The grass is not greener

posted this for

badly for

Felicia, the latter would undoubtedly be eager to

an intimate moment with Alastor on his and Anastasia’s bed must be something worth

however, she found it gross.

very

her stomach. Anastasia

torn them apart and caused a scene

worried about

the company would lead to divorce. It

glanced at Anastasia worriedly and felt so sorry for her friend. “Then what are you

indebted to me for the rest of his life,” Anastasia sneered, closing her eyes

matter what you do, I will

good to have

didn’t say anything and brought Anastasia to

are mostly Clusians. Many of them are international students, and students get special treatment. The handsome

Does he have a six–pack and chest muscles?” Anastasia felt quite down

as the elevator doors opened, Anastasia bumped into a

casually. There was a faint and pleasant fragrance emanating from him, not from perfume, which didn’t make her

the cleanest and most impressive man she had ever

Kimberly stammered and forced a

had no time to think about anything else because

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