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.

four years of marriage, Alastor had never been in the kitchen, let

Anastasia

was in a terribly pitiful situation.

the wall, Anastasia kept wiping the blood flowing from her nose and her

blissful and lucky to get Alastor’s

future, they must be very happy

pasta was made proficiently. He must have cooked for Felicia recently.

so envious!”

jealous that she wanted to

a bowl of pesto pasta, Alastor

his temperament was very cold, as if he

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 have met a

will unde vou

be kind to his

the wall, with

on Anastasia’s cuff

the medicine box and helped her clean out the glass fragments on her feet. “Take a taxi to the hospital later.”

Anastasia remained silent.

in your stomach. No matter who the

at Alastor

had loved for four years and slept with in a bed

“Alastor…”

and her vision was blurred.

Alastor didn’t know what he was

Anastasia to admit her mistakes and lose, beg for mercy, or suddenly repent.

her voice became weaker. “I… I don’t love

strength