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.

was also a common approach to fostering

Alastor hadn’t made the divorce agreement

still needed to have Anastasia accompany him.

and freshen up first,” Anastasia agreed without hesitation. After all, she hadn’t reached the stage of harboring any resentment

matter of not

acknowledgment, maintaining

outside. Aren’t you coming inside?” Anastasia asked as

“No.” Alastor declined.

looking back, she opened the door

Anastasia readied cat food for Snowball before soaking dried fish in special milk powder for the treats. Following that, she made her way

a bit more formally, and her attire had

outfits, Anastasia gazed at her reflection

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

to accommodate others. Yet, what she gained in the end was the present

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

outside led Anastasia to tightly wrap her windbreaker around

up to the side of the passenger seat, Anastasia hesitated just as she was about to

Alastor looked at Anastasia without saying a word.

the back door and

for his little fairy, the passenger seat was for

her; the ex-wife who had already

changed cars.” Inside the car. Alastor furrowed

touch that car even once.

spacious. It’ll be more convenient for you two to make love

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

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

into the restroom after getting out of the car and spent a long