Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 73

Alastor watched Anastasia as she went mad and acted hysterically

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. The words that Alastor wanted to say were at the tip of his tongue, yet he couldn’t bear to speak.

“Felicia’s art exhibition needs Charles to step in to enhance the popularity and recognition in the industry. Meanwhile, I have arranged for Mrs. Gunn’s surgery, so I hope you don’t try anything funny behind my back,” Alastor said after Anastasia had calmed herself down.

“As expected, he came back only for Felicia,” she scoffed inwardly.

Anastasia covered her forehead and slumped on the couch, breathing rapidly.

It was Felicia again.

Anastasia realized that after Alastor’s adultery was exposed and they had signed the divorce agreement, he would always return to see her for Felicia’s sake.

Snowball heard their quarrel and curled up on the sofa in fear. Sometimes it would meow twice as well.

After Alastor kicked Snowball away that day, even though its eyes were filled with yearning, Snowball dared not approach

him

agam.

It merely curled up cautiously in Anastasia’s arms, comforting her.

Even animals would choose to stay away after being hurt by their loved ones.

“Charles is only my mentor, not my father. If he does not like Felicia’s artwork, even if you personally visit him, he will not show respect “Anastasia’s voice was weak. She could do nothing about this matter at all.

“Aren’t you full of tricks up your sleeve, Anastasia?” Alastor laughed sarcastically “If you visit him personally, he will show respect toward you, won’t he?”

Anastasia’s hand that was holding Snowball suddenly froze. She looked up at Alastor in shock.

Initially, he suspected her relationship with Charles was ambiguous, but he still instructed her to visit him in person so she

could exert her influence toward him.

Even though he did not make his words clear, Alastor’s disgusting intentions were obvious enough.

He wanted Anastasia to sleep with Charles.

It seemed to Alastor that Anastasia’s achievements today were also the result of her sleeping with him.

Anastasia breathed shakily. After feeling calm for a brief moment, she had to experience yet another emotional rollercoaster ride, falling rapidly off the cliff this time.

“Is Felicia that important to Alastor that he makes so much effort for her?” she wondered.

“You are really something, Alastor. We haven’t announced our divorce yet, do you want the public to think that I cheat on you?” Anastasia stammered in a hoarse voice.

She suspected that she would die in Alastor’s hands that night.

She might actually die.

Alastor looked down at Anastasia in disgust. “Didn’t you say that you had nothing to do with Charles? How can it become that I’m being cheated on by you when I told you to see him personally? After all these years, haven’t you given me enough surprises?”

Anastasia held her hands tightly. “Alastor, even if you don’t love me, there is no need to do this to me…”

She could accept that he didn’t love her, but she failed to understand why he had to hurt her as well.

“Anastasia, I’ve thought about being kind to you many times, but your tricks are unbearable. Alastor had no intention of -leaving as he sat on the couch across from Anastasia, opened a file on his phone, and showed it to her.

It was a video displaying Zeke’s former rented house where Anastasia had been assaulted by Harold.

Anastasia’s breath was scorching hot. She tried to click on the video with her fingers but failed as they were trembling completely out of control.

After many attempts, Anastasia finally could click on the video.

It was Sienna who edited the video, leaving only the part where Harold had beaten Anastasia until she was unable to resist, and then sent it to Alastor.

“Sienna, Meredith, and Zeke were all in the same house. You said that it was your Uncle Harold who forced himself on you. Anastasia, just look at the video. Do you even believe what exactly happened?” Alastor questioned Anastasia brutally..

Indeed, all of her family members were there. In fact, Sienna was just outside the door.

It was unbelievable that they refused to rescue her when she called desperately for help.

That video was like the most brutal torture for Anastasia as it pulled her back into hell again, causing her to feel the pain and suffocation once more.

“Even if Meredith and Sienna refused to save you, which father would allow his daughter to be assaulted under his nose?” Alastor took his phone back and looked at Anastasia with disappointment.

“Anastasia, do you know what your father thought of you? He said it was not a sexual assault at all. It was actually you who volunteered.”

Anastasia slipped off the sofa and sat on the floor, clenching her fingers tightly. Her breath quickened.

Seeing that Anastasia had stopped talking and did not defend herself, Alastor put his phone away. “Anastasia, I didn’t want to expose you. You have your own self-esteem and pride. Perhaps things would end differently if you didn’t have so much. scheming going on.”

Unable to say anything, Anastasia could only close her eyes, taking deep breaths desperately.

“You’d better watch out for yourself” Alastor sighed and got up to leave.

Anastasia hadn’t regained her composure even after Alastor had left for a long time.

Her entire body was in great pain as if it was about to fall apart from utter discomfort. Her stomach hurt so bad as though she had been stabbed. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

The pain, however, was nothing compared to what she suffered when Alastor stabbed her in the heart.

“Sienna hasn’t handed in the video yet?” Trembling. Anastasia dialed the private investigator’s number and spoke to him. “About your case, Anastasia… I can’t go on any further. I’ve been investigated by Alastor. Sienna initially planned to hand over the video to plead for mercy, but Alastor unexpectedly

appeared out of nowhere. Not only did he pay a large sum of money to Sienna, but he also arranged a place for her to stay in Strasson. She’s living a much better life than me now, so why would she hand over the evidence to me?”

Anastasia gritted her teeth and slowly closed her eyes.

“Everything… All of this has been destroyed by Alastor,” she cursed inwardly.