Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 155

“I admitted to the public about my relationship with Jason to stop the rumor that he was a homewrecker. After all, it’s you who announced our divorce publicly first,” Anastasia explained.

Alastor’s hand froze for a moment with a fork in his hand. “It’s my fault for not keeping a close watch on this matter. Don’t worry about public opinion on the internet. It will be covered up soon. Besides, even if we were divorced, we can always remarry.”

Anastasia did not speak.

It was she who was harmed by public opinion.

“How do you plan to introduce our relationship in this art exhibition?” Anastasia looked at Alastor.

Alastor was silent briefly before he whispered, “For the time being, perhaps friends?”

They were still friends with each other even after their divorce.

Alastor’s company’s public relation team released the news of their divorce. If they announced that they were not divorced at that moment, it would also affect the company’s image.

Anastasia nodded. However, she did not really care.

She knew their marriage would end in divorce sooner or later.

Alastor picked up food for Anastasia. “I’m sorry. I will make it up to you.”

felt sorry for Anastasia, he promised

took a deep breath and shook her

might not… come back tonight,”

Anastasia did not ask him where he was going, just like before.

but stopped. Seeing that Anastasia did not ask, he said

to do with Felicia?” Anastasia

with his fork in his hand again. “Steven called me and said that Felicia was hospitalized. It seemed to be quite serious. After all…”

Felicia was pregnant with his

also froze with her fork in her hand. She then nodded.

hoped that the marriage would

I know you are not feeling well, but it has already happened. I…” Alastor

make any mistakes on the day of my art exhibition.” Anastasia only hoped that Alastor would not forget to attend

was because the art exhibition was not only the final chapter of her personal exhibition but

opinion on the internet affected

attend the art exhibition then.

hoped that Alastor could

else. However, she could

tomorrow,”

of my matter. Did you

down his fork. “It’s not me. I wouldn’t have done such a mean thing.”