Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 87

The way Alastor looked at Anastasia was getting even more complicated.

Before, he thought Anastasia was just a bit materialistic, and as long as he provided her with enough material comfort, she’d

be content.

But now, the more he got to know her, the more he found Anastasia to be frightening.

Alastor had initially planned to handle this media crisis for Anastasia and have someone look into Sienna, but he discovered that Sienna had vanished.

There were signs of struggle and forced entry at the rental house where Sienna lived.

It was clear that someone had kidnapped Sienna.

Anastasia was equally shocked, staring at Alastor. “Sienna is missing?”

Sienna still had what Anastasia needed in her possession.

“Heh, Anastasia, it’s a shame you’re not in showbiz, as you’re really missing out on some good acting opportunities,” Alastor’s eyes bore into Anastasia, heavy with anger.

“Alastor, Sienna’s disappearance has nothing to do with me!” Anastasia stared at Alastor in desperation. Was he blaming everything on her now?

She thought, “It’s just a divorce. Have I become utterly heinous and unforgivable?”

“Sienna deleted and erased all the negative posts about you from her social media before she disappeared. You’re saying her vanishing isn’t related to you? Anastasia, I think you’ve lost it! If this blows up, no one will be able to save you.” Alastor thought Anastasia had gone mad. If the police got involved, what she had done could be considered a crime.

Anastasia’s breath grew rapid as she looked at Alastor, with her body becoming stiff. “Do you think I’m capable of kidnapping?”

“What can’t you do?” Alastor was unsure why, but whenever he wanted to have a reasonable conversation with Anastasia and try to convince her to right her ways, he couldn’t seem to control his temper around her.

back, pressing herself against the

worn out

matter how much she explained, Alastor wouldn’t

You can leave now…” Anastasia pointed toward the door, urging Alastor to go.

reminded Anastasia once again.

throbbed, making her unsteady

pulled her into his arms. “Stop with these little tricks.”

but she couldn’t release it.

a Happy Christmas.” Alastor’s voice was firm. It was a command,

to go with him to see

answer Grandma’s questions

she sat at the

away from Alastor, Anastasia felt her fingers ached as if they’d

so much.

her bones ached.

she couldn’t take

Anastasia opened the container of ravioli that Jason had brought her, her hands trembling as she picked one up. She bit into it, and a smile broke

she ate, Anastasia’s laughter turned into sobs.

she found

happy. He had secretly

Christmas. You must be doubly happy

stared at Jason’s message on WhatsApp, trembling

didn’t leave. After showering, he emerged to find

she couldn’t eat anymore, she hugged a trash can and retched,

Alastor thought Anastasia was losing her

Did she really love him that

not want