Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 57

“Sign here.” One of the police officers handed a document to Anastasia.

“It’s important to communicate well between spouses and show care for each other,” the older police officer advised Alastor. “Don’t wait until your wife ends up in the hospital with a bone fracture without knowing what’s happening.”

He then turned to Anastasia. “You, too. If you have something, call your husband. Calling other men, of course, would lead to a fight.”

Anastasia listened in silence, unable to help but contemplate, “Call Alastor? Well, I most likely would have ended up dead last night.”

Anastasia let out a sarcastic laugh and signed the document.

Alastor stood by Anastasia’s side, and the two of them didn’t communicate throughout the entire process.

The police officers also noticed it, but they didn’t say anything

It was hard for an outsider to meddle in domestic affairs.

“Did you just come from the hospital? You don’t look well,” the older police officer asked:

Anastasia remained silent.

“Let your husband take you back,” the police officer instructed Alastor to escort Anastasin.

Alastor simply looked at Anastasia with indifference without saying anything

“No need…” Anastasia shook her head.

It appeared as though Alastor had been waiting for Anastasia’s “no need.” The moment she uttered those words, Alastor departed without even glancing back.

Ma’am” one of the officers exclaimed.

officer, who was closer to Anastasia, quickly

yet, and Anastasia couldn’t stand still any

and wiped away the dark nosebleed, but suddenly her vision went black, and

police officers rushed over and called 911 in a nervous state.

at the doorway, glanced back, and

Anastasia was a total stranger

gaze feeble as

nervously toward Alastor and embraced him, and Alastor comforted Felicia. And

seemed like Anastasia must have committed heinous sins in her previous

when Anastasia regained consciousness, darkness had settled outside.

long she had been

time, there was no one

also become

the IV bag, remaining silent for a long

doctor also noted

sorry, we’re getting divorced. This matter… There’s no

before letting out a sigh. “Your attending physician has already been here. We’ve deliberated on a treatment strategy. There’s a highly effective early intervention approach, but it necessitates terminating your pregnancy. Your health cannot withstand any further delay.

young. After your illness is treated, you’ll have

condition, the doctor believed there was

far superior to that of elderly individuals

Anastasia remain silent, the doctor sighed. “This is just my personal recommendation. Take your time to think it over, Once you’ve made a decision, contact

you…” Anastasia nodded weakly and leaned against the bedside,

torn between choosing her child or her own

run out and turned red

rounds and rushed over in alarm, quickly removing the