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.

why was I

off her soaked clothes

icy feeling momentarily distracted Anastasia from the pain

shower and pulled Anastasia into a hug. “You left me with no choice…”

anything. She was

the words just weren’t coming

to her, and Anastasia

so, he used sex to get back at her for that comment about not being

stomach

sex life with Alastor had been fine before. He might not have been very into her,

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

saying her

the pain in her chest that was unbearable.

knew deep down, Alastor had never really believed this child was his.

his, which is why he was

slowly, her tears

but his grip

we’re getting divorced.” Anastasia’s voice was raspy, and she leaned weakly against his shoulder.

last

“Let’s

these four years, Alastor had given her everything she wanted.

just get the divorce certificate. You can pick a date, and we’ll do a DNA paternity test. Anastasia was seriously tired. She

those divorce papers so you and your boyfriend Jace can ride off into

was the one who wanted the divorce in

was low. “I’ve

forgotten about the will.

for the company shares, don’t even bother

Alastor frowned.

voice was

give you 2 million dollars in assets, plus you can choose

Anastasia replied, finding no meaning in these possessions