Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 190

“You’re awake.” Alastor suddenly stood up as he seemed worried about Anastasia.

Anastasia frowned. “What did you just say?”

“I didn’t say anything.” Alastor was a little confused.

Anastasia massaged the spot between her brows, which caused the wound to hurt a little.

“Sorry, I agreed to go get the divorce certificate with you, but I troubled you again,” Anastasia said hoarsely. “Where’s Jason?”

Alastor’s face darkened. “Anastasia put the divorce aside and take good care of yourself for now.”

Anastasia went silent.

Indeed, she had no strength left to get out of bed and obtain the divorce certificate.

“I went to the police station,” Alastor explained.

“Oh,” Anastasia answered calmly.

“Harold admitted that what you did to your stepmother Meredith and Sienna made him want revenge, so he wanted to take it out on you on impulse. Harold’s been following you for days to make sure you didn’t go home,” Alastor said softly. Anastasia could hear a trace of reproach in his words.

said, “Look how dangerous it is for you to live alone outside when

like

Alastor came less frequently, where it was only a handful of times.

kind of excuse would Alastor make if I was injured at

the line with Meredith and Sienna. After all, you’ve lived with them for so many years. If you rush to take them down, you’ll bring trouble for yourself,” Alastor said

was a realist. From his perspective, all of it could have

clenched her fingers tightly as she controlled her breathing. Anastasia wanted to prevent her chest from fluctuating

against Felicia? You’re telling me that when I got stabbed, and my baby didn’t survive, it was all my fault and has nothing to do with

but now Anastasia was like a

I really didn’t mean that.” Alastor did not know how to explain that to Anastasia. “I… I’m not siding with anyone, especially Felicia. I immediately suspected her coming out for revenge,

answer Anastasia’s question truthfully.

her gaze

she could not

married couple, yet one kept trying

same level, to begin with,

much suffering. You also know I’m not good at comforting people. I don’t know what

truly had

his intention to make Anastasia misunderstand or upset.

have to tire

a

hungry. You can leave now.” Anastasia did not