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.

was I

over with… Anastasia stopped fighting, stripped off her soaked clothes herself, and

icy feeling momentarily distracted Anastasia from the pain in her body and heart.

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

She was

something, but the

revolting to her, and

to get back at her for that comment about not being satisfied by him after four years

stomach

had been fine before. He might not

though he knew she was carrying a child, it felt like he was just taking it

saying

it was actually the pain in

down, Alastor had never really believed this

is why he was acting

closed her eyes slowly, her tears burning hot.

became gentler, but his grip on Anastasia’s

we’re getting divorced.” Anastasia’s

one last time,”

“Let’s

Alastor had given

the divorce certificate. You can pick a date, and we’ll do a DNA paternity test. Anastasia was seriously tired. She didn’t

those

was ridiculous. He was the one who wanted the divorce in the first place.

you suddenly all cooperative? Are you trying to pull some sneaky move or get something out of this?” Alastor’s voice was low. “I’ve already made a will. If the DNA paternity test says the kid’s mine, the kid gets everything. But if not, the will’s

forgotten about the

the company shares, don’t

Alastor frowned.

want anything…” Anastasia’s voice was

yours, and I’ll also give you 2 million dollars in assets, plus you can choose any car from the

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