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.

I on my high horse?”

stripped off her soaked clothes

the pain in her

into a hug. “You left me with no

anything. She was

to say something, but the words

revolting to her, and

that comment

stomach hurts.”

fine before. He might not have been very into her, but he’d been

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

saying her stomach

the pain in her chest that

Alastor had never really

his, which is why

slowly, her tears burning

but his

tell her it’s my fault we’re getting divorced.” Anastasia’s voice was raspy,

last time,” she thought.

“Let’s

had given

we’ll do a DNA paternity test. Anastasia was seriously tired. She

a rush to get those divorce papers so you and

was the one who wanted the

are 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,

had almost forgotten

for the company shares, don’t even bother

Alastor frowned.

was hoarse. She was about to

you 2 million dollars in assets, plus you can choose any car from the garage,” Alastor said in

need…” Anastasia replied, finding no meaning in