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.

Alastor sat by the bedside and lay down sideways to hold Anastasia

hospital bed was so small that two people could hardly

hands tightly until they went numb. “Stay away from

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

you, please…”

tugged at her

Please. Just like before, okay?” Alastor was probably not accustomed to it.

Anastasia being so cold to

stiffened. With teary eyes, she looked

and be

sarcastically. “Do you think I can’t

Anastasia’s words but kept calling

The intimate way

addressed her was a manifestation of his married yearning. Alastor

he would only call her Annie when he was emotionally

eyes. It turned out that it was both

in love, the pain lay in Alastor for not loving

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

A bit more selfish would be

so tired.” Alastor’s voice was hoarse. “My father… came to the company today, saying that his illegitimate child has the right to inherit my grandfather’s estate and asked

and he just wanted to talk with Anastasia to

past, Alastor rarely