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

sat back on the couch in disappointment. She curled up her legs and held herself tightly in

in her eyes but never flowed out even after some time.

she was sad. However, Snowball

from the kitchen and saw Anastasia sitting while hugging her legs. She seemed a bit lonely.

sighed. He did not know what to do with her.

apple, turned around, and

sweet words to make women happy. He

“Meow…”

Anastasia heard a cat

raised her head and looked around

it my hallucination?”

“Meow!”

BIRA

cry from the

up and

corner of the living room. There

cooking silently in the dining room.

the cooked pasta on the table. He was still a

would prepare meals

at all.” Jason walked over. “I was carrying it when I came back just now. You

a little embarrassed to hear Jason’s resentment. “I

and stopped

little guilty toward him, she would

he was not used to Anastasia

he had gotten used to and accepted his