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 common approach

reason why Alastor hadn’t made the divorce

still needed to have Anastasia

freshen up first,” Anastasia agreed without hesitation. After all, she hadn’t reached

simply a matter

acknowledgment, maintaining

coming inside?” Anastasia asked as she reached the

“No.” Alastor declined.

back, she opened the door and

the treats. Following that, she made her way to the restroom, quickly washing her face, applying a mask,

it was a business banquet, Anastasia had to dress a bit more formally, and her

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

last four years, she’d worked tirelessly to satisfy Alastor, aspiring to be an ideal

giving up her own needs to accommodate others. Yet,

randomly chose an outfit, tidied herself up hastily,

outside led Anastasia to tightly wrap her windbreaker around herself.

of the passenger seat, Anastasia hesitated just as

at Anastasia without saying a

the back door

was for his first crush,

ex-wife who had already

changed cars.” Inside the car. Alastor

touch that car

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

didn’t say another word to

uncertain whether Alastor and Felicia had engaged in intimacy within the car. She also wasn’t sure if it was due to her own psychological state or the effects of her pregnancy that she found the air inside the car stifling, causing waves of nausea and

out of the