Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Alastor’s face was grim. Anger always showed on his face whenever he was angry.

Anastasia used to care about his emotions, but now she didn’t want to anymore.

All she got for being too sensible was being trampled on by Alastor again and again.

“You look pale. Have a good rest.” Alastor pushed Anastasia’s hand away and turned to leave.

“Are you going to see Felicia?” Anastasia looked away and took a deep breath.

She didn’t know why she was being stubborn or why she was making a scene.

The truth was suddenly exposed, but she was in so much pain that it was as if she had fallen into a thornbush.

“Alastor, I’ve been acting as a good wife to you for so many years, but you can’t even stand me for a few more days, huh?” Anastasia said in a hoarse voice with a threatening tone.

Alastor was a little annoyed. “Anastasia, stop it!”

“If you want to leave tonight, I’ll go out and find another man.” Anastasia didn’t know what she was angry about.

“I’ll sleep in the guest room. Alastor took a deep breath as if he was holding back his anger.

Anastasia was a woman of her word. What Alastor cared about was not whether she went out to find another man, but his own reputation.

to let Alastor go just like that.

seemed to have the stubborn determination to do what her heart wanted for

that she was determined to compete with Felicia

to the andrology department to have a check–up.” Anastasia blocked Alastor’s way back to his room, held back the

while her dignity and all her love for him the past four years were

go wild for

bathrobe on the ground. “You are very sensible. It’s my fault, and I will make

for suddenly becoming

did sensibility become a derogatory

feel guilty?” Anastasia stood on tiptoe and bit Alastor’s lips to vent her anger, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She didn’t step back until there was coppery taste of blood

didn’t dodge and simply

touch her either.

intimacy could crush a

to doubt

would wonder what was

rang. He went to answer the phone and left Anastasia in the

in a coquettish

I’m scared being here all alone.

nothing even if she heard their conversation. “Alastor, they’re here again. Come over quickly.” Felicia’s anxious and terrified voice was heard on the phone, as if she was hiding from someone.

frowned and glanced at Anastasia subconsciously.

she had

stay

out of this door tonight, I’ll go

didn’t know what she was mad about. She just felt suffocated.