Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 112

Jason ignored Anastasia. He got up and went to the kitchen!

In fact, Jason was quite stubborn. He wouldn’t spoil anyone completely, even if that person were Anastasia.

Anastasia had also known of Jason’s stubbornness. She had known about it for six years already.

He had always kept silent and liked sulking. Then he would silently do whatever he thought was right.

“Jason…” Anastasia felt a little guilty. She noticed that Jason was furious, so she got up and went to coax him. “Should I not post these photos?”

Anastasia felt it would be disgusting to take revenge on Felicia using her own method. Jason might be dragged into it too.

Moreover, in reality, she was just using Jason for her own sake.

She was using the fact that Felicia had pursued Jason before, and she was going to post their privacy online.

“You can do whatever you want,” Jason said indifferently, exuding a cold aura.

Anastasia did not continue talking. She knew that Jason was angry at her.

This was good, in a way. After living together, he would gradually become more and more disgusted with her.

It was the same for Alastor.

At the very beginning, he still had a bit of interest in her. At least he had returned home every night.

Later, he did not come home for seven or eight days a month.

Following that, he only stayed at home for seven or eight days a month.

look for a reason within herself. “Maybe I’m not good enough to be liked by others,” she had thought.

the couch in disappointment. She curled up her legs and held herself tightly in silence.

her eyes but never flowed out even after

used to accompany her when she was

you go.” Jason appeared from the kitchen and saw Anastasia sitting while hugging her legs. She seemed a bit lonely.

He did not know what to

a washed apple, turned

did not know how to say sweet words to make women happy. He just sincerely

“Meow…”

a cat

her head and

hallucination?” she

“Meow!”

BIRA

cry from

hurriedly stood up and looked for the sound.

corner of the living

cooking silently in the dining room. “Jace, what’s with this

pasta on the table.

thought that Anastasia would prepare meals for him.

“I was carrying it when I came back

to hear Jason’s resentment. “I didn’t

was annoyed and

guilty toward him, she would call him Jace. Usually, she called him by his

was not used to Anastasia calling him

gotten used to