Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 66

After leaving the hospital following her pregnancy check-up, Anastasia walked alone in the cold wind on her way home.

Anastasia looked up at the densely overcast sky, her thoughts wandering.

“Do I forsake this child or my own life?”

It was a difficult decision to make.

Anastasia spotted Alastor’s car at the entrance of the mansion from a dista

He didn’t enter the house and leaned against the car door, smoking, probably waiting for her.

“Why are you here?” Anastasia was a little surprised.

After they signed the divorce agreement, Alastor never went back, except for their weekly Friday meet-ups to dine with his grandmother.

It wasn’t Friday, yet Alastor had returned.

Alastor glanced at Anastasia.

Perhaps because of the cold weather, she was bundled up, her face appearing even smaller and paler against the layers, almost as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Alastor’s heart tightened inexplicably, and he extinguished the cigarette butt. “Stay back, there’s smoke.

Anastasia smiled and positioned herself at a distance, pondering, “This man seemed perfect in so many ways, except for the part where he doesn’t love me”

“Mr. Zahn from Prosper Group is currently in Hork for business discussions. Mrs. Zahn is very fond of you. They acquired a majority of your paintings during the previous charity art exhibition. They’re interested in meeting you,” Alastor briefly explained.

Anastasia understood.

within the wives’ circle was also a

reason why Alastor hadn’t made the divorce

still needed to

After all, she hadn’t

a matter

maintaining his position against the car

Aren’t you coming inside?” Anastasia

“No.” Alastor declined.

looking back,

food for Snowball before soaking dried fish in special milk powder for the treats. Following that, she made her way to the restroom, quickly washing her face, applying a mask, and embarking on a search for

had to dress a bit more formally, and her

a few outfits, Anastasia gazed at her reflection in the mirror and suddenly felt

tirelessly to satisfy Alastor, aspiring

nature, giving up her own needs to accommodate others. Yet, what she gained in the

face mask, randomly chose an outfit, tidied herself up hastily, applied some lipstick, and left.

to tightly wrap her

of the passenger seat, Anastasia hesitated just

at Anastasia without saying a word.

tactfully opened the back

seat was for his first crush,

ex-wife who had already finalized the divorce agreement.

the car. Alastor

let Felicia touch that car

car, very spacious. It’ll be more convenient for you two to

expression grew even darker, and he didn’t say another word to Anastasia

wasn’t sure if it was due to her own psychological state or the effects of her pregnancy

restroom after getting out of the car and spent a long time hunched over the toilet