Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 84

Zachary shared a few pictures on Twitter. There was a mural of a scenic landscape painting, along with a caption: [Those who are dirty always want to tarnish those who are clean. Some willingly play the role of a homewrecker, defying both morals and the law, yet they manipulate trending topics to smear the rightful wife. I wasn’t planning to explain, but these rumors have seriously damaged my reputation and that of the company. Today, I’m setting the record straight, and 1 won’t address this again in the future. (The mural in the photo was painted by Anastasia during her university days, proving her worth.)]

Zachary also included a picture of the payment he had given Anastasia back then, with the amount blurred but enough to show that she had earned her money in an honest manner.

Anastasia was taken aback. Was Zachary the one lending her a hand?

After years of no contact, she never expected Zachary to step in and help.

How could she ever repay this kindness?

“Meow,” Snowball was in an unfamiliar setting, so it seemed a bit nervous and kept staying close to Anastasia.

Anastasia comforted Snowball, stroking its head.

Jason crouched in front of Anastasia and addressed Snowball. “From now on, you will be staying here temporarily.”

Snowball stared at Jason for a moment, not showing any shyness toward him. Then, it snuggled into his arms as if they were, old pals.

Jason held Snowball and smiled at Anastasia. “See? Even the little kitten knows how to find a new owner.”

Anastasia looked at Snowball in surprise: Snowball was usually cautious around strangers.

Sitting on the couch, Anastasia fell into silence for a moment. “This isn’t my own house, so if I have a cat, would the owner be okay with it?”

“Just consider this your home. Don’t worry about it,” Jason reassured Anastasia.

Anastasia didn’t respond. She leaned back on the couch and felt a bit weary.

Outside, fireworks illuminated the night, creating a festive atmosphere for Christmas.

“Anastasia, I bought a bunch of fireworks and firecrackers. Grandma said that on Christmas Eve, after making ravioli, we have to set off firecrackers Jason put Snowball down and washed his hands, getting ready to make ravioli.

and got up, watching Jason work at the counter. “You know how to

can teach you?” Jason smiled

was genuinely charming, radiating warmth and

resistant to being warmed up. She could no longer feel the warmth.

now on, I won’t have to cook for anyone or try to

others was born from her fear of losing their affection, which had turned

had tried so hard to please Alastor,

Jason rolled out the ravioli dough and began making

chin on her hands taught me how

Anastasia murmured softly.

watching

reached out and took the rolling pin.

South; in the North, we usually go for ravioli,” Jason put a chestnut in one of the ravioli. “The person who gets the chestnut is supposed to have

at

time since she had laughed like this.

H

used to make me stuffed gnocchi before she passed away. She knew I loved the ricotta cheese filling, so that

finished eating, her mother said, “Annie,

to go with her to somewhere very far away.

aside and spoke with determination.

smiled. “Do you know what ‘forever’ means?”

eternal: everything else was subject to change.

give me a chance, I’ll

out a sigh. “Jason, I’ve

weren’t sick, she might have

Jason was a broke man, she might have

Alastor and started a new

could lead a calm and

they’d get married, maybe have healthy children, and maybe be