Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 130

Yet, he was now talking about meaningless topics again.

“You wanted me to be here… You intend to humiliate me from the start, don’t you?” Anastasia questioned Alastor.

“Humiliate? So you think what you went through is humiliating? Anastasia, aren’t you the one who abandoned me?” Alastor shoved Anastasia away. “It’s you who humiliates me.”

She had tried every means to divorce him. She would rather be with a slumdog who delivered takeout and worked in the bar than stay married to him. It was a disgrace in his eyes.

“You used my money to support Jason. Do you think I’ll stay blind to that?” Alastor was furious.

He was livid because he had supported Anastasia financially over the years, but she used his money to keep Jason afloat.

“Your money?” Anastasia drew a deep breath. “The money I gave to Jason is the money I earned from selling my paintings!”

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“Your paintings?” Alastor snorted. “As you can see, if I’m not your backer, how many people will attend your art exhibition? There are so many people in Hork City are waiting to book the art gallery for their art exhibitions. You couldn’t even book the venue without me, could you? Can your Jace help you with these things?”

He had heard Anastasia calling Jace’s name many nights in the same bed.

This was probably the real reason leading to the couple’s fallout.

her trembling body, Anastasia stepped back and leaned against the wall

me because

back her tears, Anastasia looked at Alastor helplessly. “Is Sienna under

good to everyone, but he did his best to drive me to my demise,” Anastasia murmured to herself. With a sarcastic smile,

for her to say to him. Alastor would never believe her, no

he had seen Anastasia’s true colors

years so important?” Alastor’s voice became

does her first crush mean so much to her? Jace has a stronghold in her memory for

beg you?” Anastasia knew

to relent to me…” Alastor felt Anastasia was out of touch with reality. “Let’s not divorce each

give you what he can’t…”

she won’t choose Jace over me,” he convinced himself

upright and breathed deeply. “Alastor, I’ve loved you. It doesn’t matter

He stared at Anastasia, his eyelids

didn’t believe

at Alastor. “In this world, romantic or sexual love is not the only connection between men and women. It’s you… and your people, who have an impure mind when you encounter a friendship between men and

trust me when Sienna’s uncle

did was right, he would protect her with his

what Alastor lacked.