Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 55

“Anastasia, Anastasia.

“Wake

1. it’s time to eat something, or your stomach won’t hold up.”

When Anastasia woke up, it was already the next day’s afternoon.

Jason was sitting by the bedside, looking serious.

“Awake?” Jason got up and poured Anastasia a cup of warm water. “Rinse your mouth, and don’t move around.”

Anastasia moved slightly and felt a sharp pain in her chest.

“I called the police.” Jason’s face did not look good, and there was a wound on the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, he had gotten into a fight with someone.

“So many years have passed, and you’re still so impulsive. Anastasia looked at the injury on Jason’s face and spoke hoarsely. “Fighting comes with consequences. Whether you win and end up at the police station or lose and end up in the hospital, it’s never pleasant.”

“So, you lost the fight?” Jason’s voice was low as he held the water cup to Anastasia’s lips for her to drink and rinse her

mouth.

that her

your right arm has a fracture,” Jason said

by myself,” Anastasia avoided his

did fall on her own.

only turn the pain you suffer into a joke.” Jason’s face looked grim, and his tone was

Did he misunderstand

house and the time you got injured. You can demand an injury assessment and file for divorce,” Jason could not understand why

you. I fell by myself. Did you really call the police?” Anastasia looked at Jason in shock, trying to sit

protect him” Jason was angry.

I’m telling you, I fell by myself!” Anastasia gritted her teeth, enduring the pain as she sat up and reached for her phone. “I’ll go and clear things up with the police.”

disappointing Jason watched Anastasia, who was getting up in a hurry, his voice

a terrible state, and the doctor told Jason that if he had not brought her to the hospital in time, she could have had heart

to herself? Are bones that fragile? Such

the years.” Jason stood by the window, filled with

a sharp pain in her heart, turned her head with teary eyes, and looked

he could no longer give Anastasia the sense

the window, backlit, looking lonely and disappointed.

laugh. “Who do you think you are to me? Mind

fingers slowly clenched

want Jason to interfere, why would she call him? “Do you know that if it wasn’t for your cat going crazy, disturbing the neighbors and making me

back to Jason and fell silent for a long time before speaking again.

not say anything, but the disappointment in his eyes

in a way he no longer

quiet and silent, was never