Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 122

Bang! Suddenly, the fireworks burst into the air.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Anastasia was amazed and stared at the sky.

“It’s beautiful. It is just that this moment is too transient,” she exclaimed silently.

Anastasia gazed at the fireworks, and Jason’s eyes were fixed on her.

It was as if they were witnessing the most beautiful scenery in the world.

“The beauty of fireworks lies in their fleeting nature. They leave behind a trace of awe-inspiring beauty,” Anastasia said, raising her hand as if trying to grasp the transient splendor.

Jason took photos of the fireworks and sent them to Anastasia.

Anastasia took a look and smiled. “You’ve taken such good photos.”

“They’re beautiful fireworks.” Jason smiled. “I’ll be by your side until you accept me.”

The sound of fireworks was too loud, and Anastasia couldn’t hear Jason’s words clearly.

The next morning, Anastasia appeared at Alastor’s house.

“Why didn’t you come in?” Alastor’s eyes were red. Anastasia wondered if he didn’t sleep last night.

Alastor opened the door and looked at Anastasia standing outside.

looked at the door lock. “You’ve deleted my

moment before he remembered. “I changed my fingerprint lock and password. It’s to guard

she

anything and went straight to the

password is the day Snowball

stopped and said in a deep voice,

walked into the kitchen and helped

hot breakfast was served.

softened a little. “Have you made up your mind to

say anything.

After breakfast, Alastor said again, “Think it over. My assistant will come to

her hand, torn between wanting to refuse and being

his fork and motioned Anastasia to prepare clothes for him.

a deep breath and helped Alastor find the suit

always had a good fashion sense.

now. Don’t be

that,

the kitchen and dining table, then sat

Alastor’s assistant came

pick you up,” the assistant

even if he was reluctant to do so, but now, he just addressed

Lawson.

high spirits. “Take me to Laces in Garments for

Anastasia also didn’t

assistant looked disgusted. “Sorry, Laces in Garments is