Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 48

Zeke was extremely anxious as he grunted and let out cries.

Anastasia didn’t want to guess; she figured he was probably cursing again.

“Take good care of him. Don’t let him die.” Anastasia stood up and said that to Amanda before leaving.

Zeke whimpered and hit the bed with his only movable arm. There were tears in his eyes. No one knew if he was guilty or just frustrated.

However, that didn’t matter to Anastasia; her family was the source of her misery.

“After I die, he should live in misery. Living is more agonizing than dying,” she thought.

Harold’s whispers sounded in her mind. “Annie, don’t scream. You’re not a little girl anymore. You’ve probably had boyfriends, right? Let me touch you. Just for a while…”

“Dad… Help me! Get out of here!”

It was truly ironic and pitiful how Anastasia was sexually assaulted in her own house while her parents were sleeping next door.

When Anastasia got back home, her hands had lost their sensation. All she could feel was severe numbness.

Whenever she went back to that house and saw Zeke and Meredith, she would feel numb and uncomfortable all over.

There were certain wounds that she would never be able to heal and forget. They were akin to a branded mark that would grow deeper over time.

Liar…” Anastasia

over, and her bones felt as if they had

walked for too long, the fever gave her an illusion that she was close to death. In fact, she felt like it was not just an illusion and was really happening.

up on the couch and murmured with a

for the rest of her life, and no one could

he said

believed in Alastor because he said he would give her

on her and even forced her

Anastasia heard

That’s impossible…”

you have a fever?” When Alastor returned home, he found Anastasia

also sensed that something was wrong with

touched Anastasia’s forehead and frowned. “How did

phone was on the table, and Felicia’s calls

ignored it. Then, he

take the medicine. He prepared cold medicine and urged her to drink

“Why aren’t you with your first crush… Why did you

the medicine.” Alastor held Anastasia and made her take

give birth to this child, don’t you? I shouldn’t take medicines so hastily…” Anastasia’s headache was severe. She pushed Alastor away and leaned on

darkened, and he poured her another glass of hot water. “Drink

you back? Anastasia took the hot water

had indeed come

a while before speaking. “She wants to organize an art exhibition, and she needs your mentor’s recommendation and acknowledgment. After all, Mr. Charles Lexington’s connections