Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 47

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.

he possibly earn working at a bar? If he were to offend Alastor, the latter has the

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

have a prominent family?” Anastasia

influential connections?” Anastasia’s voice faltered. “You have nothing at all. If you were to lose

wants a divorce. He and Felicia have gone off the deep end. They lash out at

of them” Jason declared while stepping closer. “As long as you divorce him. I’ll protect you.”

rushed into a marriage with Alastor? I’ll tell you why-I’m driven by materialism, which is the reason I’m clinging to him like a beggar! I’m drawn to his social status and capabilities! It’s also because he can

with his hands clenched

to protect me, yet you vanished without a trace!” Anastasia’s words cut deep, and she was fully aware

existence seemed to be a

voice was a mere whisper as he placed the

the card. “Just keep it. I

eyes reddened as he asked, “Do you really want a clean break from me?”

never crossed paths.” Anastasia took a few steps back, turning

Anastasia and trailed close behind.

streetlights cast elongated shadows upon the

shado

shadowed her every step, his determination

a taxi. Only then did he step back, silently watching her

chance to keep her close

grappled with the

Hospital,

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

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