Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 88

“Back off Don’t touch me!” Anastasia freaked out and struggled like crazy, trying to shove Alastor away.

She was seriously grossed out.

Anastasia turned on the shower to freezing cold temperature, desperately trying to wash off the feeling of his hands on her. He used the hands that had touched Felicia to touch her.

It was so disgusting…

“Anastasia!” Alastor was beyond irritated now.

Was she seriously resisting him touching her?

“So Jason can touch you, but I can’t?” Alastor cornered Anastasia against the wall. “Just so you remember, we’re not divorced

yet.

“Don’t freaking touch me!” Anastasia yelled, desperately telling Alastor to keep his hands off her. Her emotions were all over the place.

“Anastasia, you’ve let a bunch of people touch you. Did you really think I wanted to touch you?” Alastor’s irritation was getting the best of him.

Alastor was saying stuff he shouldn’t have, and he knew it. Words, once spoken, couldn’t be taken back.

Some words were like knives: they could stab right into someone’s heart.

Even though Alastor knew these words were harsh, he still let them slip out.

Anastasia suddenly went quiet, and the bathroom was just filled with the sound of water and Alastor breathing.

He started to panic, regretting what he had just said.

Once those words were out, they couldn’t be undone.

Anastasia stood there, numb.

thought, “Yeah, why was I on my high horse?”

over with… Anastasia stopped fighting, stripped off her soaked clothes herself, and stood under the freezing

from the pain in her body and heart.

the shower and pulled Anastasia into a hug. “You left me with

She was like a lifeless shell.

something, but the words just weren’t

was revolting to her, and

back at her for that comment about not being satisfied by him after

stomach hurts.”

He might not have been very into

he knew she was carrying a child, it felt like he was

cried out, saying her

was actually the pain in

Alastor had never really believed

wasn’t his, which is why he was acting so recklessly.

closed her eyes slowly, her tears burning hot.

his

tell her it’s my fault we’re getting divorced.” Anastasia’s voice was raspy, and she leaned weakly against his

hug one last time,”

“Let’s

four years, Alastor had given her everything she wanted.

and we’ll do a

on her getting tighter. “You’re in a rush to get those divorce papers so you and your boyfriend

He was the one

out of this?” Alastor’s voice was low. “I’ve already made a will. If the DNA paternity

had almost forgotten about the

shares, don’t even bother thinking about

Alastor frowned.

was hoarse. She was

I’ll also give you 2 million dollars in assets, plus you can choose any car from the garage,” Alastor

finding no meaning in these possessions anymore.