Chapter 52

Anastasia returned to her residence and reached out to hug Snowball. As she patted the cat, she murmured, “Snowball…”

She thought, “What will Snowball do after I die?”

She needed to entrust Snowball to someone before she died.

It was obviously unrealistic to leave her to Alastor because Felicia hated cats.

Anastasia sat on the couch, looking at this place that she once thought would be her home.

Alastor’s so-called “home” was merely a byword.

It was a cold and bloodless home without warmth.

“Snowball, eat more.” Anastasia fed Snowball more cat food and some dried fish.

Snowball meowed happily in response.

Squatting down next to Snowball’s cat bed, Anastasia smiled.

The human world was not quite a pleasant place. In her next life, she no longer wanted to return here. If she had the choice, it would be better to be a carefree kitten.

She didn’t want to wander around outside. She wanted to meet a kind-hearted person, have a comforting kitten’s bed, and have a home where no one would abandon her.

When Alastor came back, the fragrance of food was overflowing in the house.

busied herself in the kitchen as usual.

stood at the door and was silent for a long

he felt like the divorce

slightly hoarse as if he had

food and smiled at

really

Alastor’s

expression was dark as he frowned. “I told you not to announce it to the public. We will hide it from Grandma,

as before. We just need to cooperate when we visit her every week,

she played the role of a proper housewife to

single day when she actually lived for herself.

care of Alastor, she

all her thoughts on

she did not know that “home” was just a

felt as if she was falling into a black hole,

as he said,

breath and did not try to

of control and his anger seemed to be building. “Must you

with me?”

all this,” Anastasia said. She could not continue to face him while pretending not to know anything. “Besides, my departure will make room for you and Felicia. You can let her in boldly instead

was drunk the other day.” Alastor lowered his head and rubbed between his eyebrows.

sneered, “Let’s eat first, lest you get gastric pain if the food gets cold.”

food tasted like wax to both of them,

Alastor asked when he saw Anastasia begin

“M” Anastasia nodded.

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