Chapter 47

“Are you feeling uncomfortable?” Jason was short of breath as if he had been looking for her for a long time.

“How… How did you know I’m here?” Anastasia stared at Jason in bewilderment.

Jason crouched beside Anastasia and gave her a reassuring pat on the back. “I asked Kimberly. She mentioned you had gone to visit Alastor’s grandmother.”

Anastasia slowly rose to her feet. Her head was spinning, and her steps were unsteady.

Instinctively, Jason reached out and helped Anastasia to her feet.

“Is there something I can help you with?” Anastasia pulled her wrist free and distanced herself from Jason.

A trace of sadness flashed through Jason’s eyes. He took out a bank card and asked, “Did you leave this with Grandma?*

“Jason…” Anastasia took a deep breath. “Whether you’re Jace or not, take the money and leave Hork with Grandma Penelope.”

“And don’t return if you can,” she continued in her mind.

“Why?” Jason’s eyes welled up with redness.

“Do you have money? Anastasia met Jason’s gaze.

It was not her intention to undermine Jason; rather, she was trying to be realistic.

He had nothing-no influential connections, distinguished background, prominent family, or wealth.

much could he possibly earn working at a bar? If he were to offend Alastor, the

his lips as he wanted to say something, but he held back from doing

a prominent family?” Anastasia pressed further.

“You have nothing at all.

have gone off the deep end. They lash out at anyone they come across. I don’t want to

closer. “As long as you divorce him. I’ll protect you.”

protect me?” Anastasia’s voice grew louder. “Weren’t you the one asking why I rushed into a marriage with Alastor? I’ll tell you why-I’m driven by materialism, which is the reason

with his hands clenched into

unlike you, who are down and out. You promised to protect me, yet you vanished without a trace!” Anastasia’s words cut deep, and she was fully aware of

existence seemed to be a curse upon

the bank card in Anastasia’s

“Just keep it.

he asked, “Do you

Anastasia took a few steps back, turning

moved to follow Anastasia

fell, the streetlights cast elongated shadows upon the

shado

shadowed her every step, his determination

stayed by Anastasia’s side until she got into a taxi. Only then did he step back, silently watching her depart.

and the chance to keep her close slipped through his fingers forever.

the

Hospital, her steps heavy with

Anastasia entered the ward, her gaze was drawn to Zeke, who had regained consciousness in his

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