Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 184

Anastasia’s vision turned black, and her breathing quickened as she stared at the pool of blood on the floor.

Anastasia looked up at the person who had stabbed her, her eyes closing slowly.

It was Sienna’s uncle, Harold, the man who had forced himself on her in the past.

He was also Anastasia’s worst nightmare-a scumbag and a demon who had gone missing for years.

“Harold…” Anastasia chuckled sarcastically, her nails scratching Harold’s hand. “Did you think you could get away?”

Based on the video evidence, he was initially only charged with attempted sexual assault.

Now, he would be charged with murder.

“You’re such a jinx. I would not have been the target of public scorn if it had not been for you. It’s all your fault that I’ve been reduced to this state! You are the one who put my sister in jail, and you also ruined Sienna’s life. You are a jinx. I should have killed you a long time ago!” Harold brandished his knife and appeared ready to strike.

“W-Who told you I was here?” Anastasia thought she was being cautious.

She lived in a hotel, and very few people knew about it. Most of them were close to her.

“When did Harold start targeting me? Did he follow me here, or did someone inform him of my room number?” she wondered.

father sold you to me back then? It is because you are not his biological daughter. Don’t you know? While your father was away gambling, your mother had an affair and became pregnant with you. No matter how badly he beat her, she would not

sneered at Anastasia. “You are nothing more than a

even more ragged, and her whole body

let

admit it, she

such a miserable life all those years. She finally realized why her parents had never shown her paternal love and why no one had ever been concerned about her. That was why Zeke was always abusive, and her mother would always say, “It would

born.”

Anastasia? If only I weren’t pregnant with you. If only you weren’t born. Your father doesn’t want

telling her repeatedly that her father wanted to abandon them.

At

attached to Zeke, despite the fact that he was an alcoholic

the man her mother was looking for

after all.

Harold was about to

are you doing?” a hotel janitor shouted.

terrified, threw away the knife,

fading. Her vision was growing blurry.

On the

verge

to Anastasia’s mind was Jason, not

her and