Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 138

In less than ten minutes, Jason arrived.

When Jason spotted Anastasia standing by the roadside, he ran over in a panic before he could even park his scooter properly. He took off his coat while running and covered Anastasia with it. “What… What happened?”

Anastasia smiled and said, “I just fell on the road and was accused of faking an accident, so I called the police.”

Jason heaved a sigh of relief and asked, “Is everything clear now?”

“There are surveillance cameras. There is no way he could frame me.” Anastasia returned Jason’s coat to him. “You will get cold riding the scooter. If I sit in the back, I won’t feel cold.”

Jason stared at Anastasia suspiciously. But he saw that she had been smiling all this time, so he didn’t think much about it anymore. “The next time something like this happens, call me right away,” he said.

“Jason.” Anastasia sat on the scooter and tugged at Jason’s clothes.

Jason turned to check on Anastasia and put the helmet on her head, smiling. “Sit tight. My scooter is going fast.”

Anastasia was amused. “You might get caught if you don’t wear a helmet.”

“I’ll take the alleyway to avoid the traffic police.” Jason accelerated, and the scooter drove off.

Anastasia glanced at the time. “Thirty-five minutes,” she mumbled inwardly.

Alastor

less than ten minutes, while Alastor drove a car but couldn’t make it in 35 minutes

sky, Anastasia tightened

“Are

cold?” Jason constantly looked back at

on driving.” Anastasia knocked Jason on the head.

you like me?”

turned his head

Anastasia

had disliked you since six years ago because you were so nosy. You took me in and protected me recklessly when I was being chased and beaten by those people. I hate you for many things. You only had an egg and a cup of 10-cent hot chocolate for breakfast but kept

say anything. “So I already annoyed him six years ago,”

ideas, and speculate what others think at will,” Jason rebuked Anastasia

It turned out that she

flaws. Liking someone is not necessarily love, but loving someone means tolerating

the sycamore forest.

their

it would be for a lifetime.

both her

soon. Why should I care so much?” she

love me. I’m not worth it.” Anastasia lifted her head