Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 77

“Anastasia, that’s enough! Do you think I’ll pity you if you do this? Do you think that I’ll help you?” Alastor shouted at Anastasia with his emotions out of control. “It’s all your fault. You deserve it!”

“Anastasia, did you listen to my warnings?” Alastor’s voice was hoarse and trembling-

“Anastasia! I can’t possibly help you for the rest of my life. I helped you suppress countless rumors, but this time… I can’t help you anymore. I gave Sienna money and a place of residence. Do you think I pity her? I’m pitying you….”

Alastor looked away in disappointment. “Anastasia, Sienna promised me not to send it out. You must have forced her into a

corner.”

Alastor gave Sienna accommodation to block her mouth.

Anastasia’s ears were buzzing so hard that she didn’t want to hear what Alastor was saying.

Pity her?

“Ha,” she thought.

“Anastasia, at this point, don’t you want to reflect on yourself?” Alastor looked at Anastasia and wanted to hear a trace of repentance from her.

Even if there was only a little regret, he might feel softhearted. He would come forward to help her get rid of the matter. However, Anastasia still smiled proudly and stubbornly. “Reflect on myself? What should I reflect on? Should I reflect on why I have nothing worthy of your love? Or why I allowed you to cheat even when I was your wife? Or… Why don’t we even have the most basic trust between us?”

Anastasia couldn’t sit on the ground anymore, so she had to lean against the wall and barely support herself.

“You’re really helpless.” Alastor looked at Anastasia with disappointment. He really felt that Anastasia was incurable.

Seeing what was going on at home, Alastor raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

He didn’t leave but went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of pesto pasta for Anastasia.

in the kitchen, let alone cooked. It was his first time

Anastasia

was in a terribly pitiful

the blood flowing from her nose and her tears with

and lucky to get Alastor’s love.

must

made proficiently. He must have cooked for Felicia

envious!” she thought.

that she

pasta, Alastor

he wanted to draw boundaries

sent the divorce notice. It’s hard to reverse it. We… We’re destined to be together until this point. If Grandma asks about it, I hope you can cooperate and talk about it carefully. If you tell her that you

unde

that Anastasia would be kind to

leaned against the wall, with a blank

at the blood on Anastasia’s cuff and sighed.

medicine box and helped her clean out the glass fragments on

Anastasia remained silent.

baby in your stomach. No matter who the baby belongs to, you should not

looked at

four years

“Alastor…”

voice was hoarse, and her vision was blurred.

didn’t know what he

her mistakes and lose, beg for mercy,

Alastor’s name again, and her voice became

strength to love