Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 199

Alastor was at a loss for words, seemingly recalling Anastasia’s efforts. His gaze lowered. “Anastasia, I’ll make it up to you.”

“Making it up, that’s what you say every time.” Anastasia only felt amused.

“Getting divorced and obtaining the divorce certificate upon leaving the hospital is the greatest compensation for me,” she thought.

“That couch, when unfolded, serves as a makeshift bed for caretakers. It is not as comfortable as your few-hundred-thousand-dollar mattress at your home. Just bear with it,” Anastasia said indifferently and lay down. Anastasia covered herself with the blanket and showed her back to Alastor. Turn off the lights and go to sleep.”

She didn’t want to see him.

Alastor sat on the couch and looked at Anastasia for a while. Alastor eventually stood up, walked over to the bedside, and raised his hand in an attempt to help her cover the blanket.

But Anastasia seemed to have discovered his intention. Anastasia covered herself with the blanket and didn’t give him this chance.

Alastor stood stiffly by the bed and looked at Anastasia for a long time.

“Annie…” After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice.

Anastasia ignored him.

Perhaps it was because every time he came home so exhausted in the past, Anastasia would gently embrace him, take off his clothes, and softly comfort him.

But now, all Anastasia gave him was a cold gaze and her back.

him, Alastor sat by the bedside and lay down sideways to

that two people could

clenched her hands tightly until they went numb. “Stay away from me.”

voice remained tired as he buried his head in Anastasia’s hair. “Let

you, please…”

However, she accidentally tugged at her wound, causing her forehead to break

Alastor was probably

not accustomed to Anastasia being so

teary eyes,

before and be a

sarcastically. “Do

Anastasia’s words but

The intimate way

addressed her was a manifestation of his married yearning. Alastor rarely addressed her that way.

call her Annie when he was emotionally moved.

gathered in her eyes. It turned out that it was both painful to love someone and also not to love them.

lay in Alastor

not in love, the pain came from regretting the limitless efforts she had put

be more selfish. A bit more selfish

illegitimate child has the right to inherit my grandfather’s estate and asked me to give

to talk with Anastasia to relieve some of his

Alastor rarely talked to Anastasia heart-to-heart.