Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 120

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Chapter 120

“Get lost!” Anastasia slapped Alastor in the face. “Fuck off…”

Alastor stood there stiffly and looked at Anastasia.

“Alastor, don’t go too far…” Anastasia’s breath trembled, and she turned to leave.

She didn’t want to face Alastor again.

“What does he mean? Is he asking me and Felicia to live here together? It is disgusting,” she thought.

“Where are you going?” Alastor grabbed Anastasia’s wrist. “I told you to stay here tonight…”

Anastasia shook off Alastor’s hand in disgust. “Are you asking me to stay here and sleep on the bed

you slept with Felicia?”

Alastor frowned. “I didn’t let Felicia sleep here before.”

“Haha! The photos are all here. Do you think I’m an idiot?” Anastasia shouted at Alastor in a hoarse

voice.

Alastor’s face darkened as he looked at the photo on Anastasia’s phone. It was the bed photo that

Felicia withdrew in time, but Anastasia managed to take a screenshot of it.

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“I can explain this…” Alastor said nervously.

Anastasia shook off Alastor’s hand. “Explain? Isn’t this room full of things in the style Felicia liked?

Didn’t she bring them in?”

Alastor covered his forehead. “No, it’s not because of Felicia. It’s because Snowball is no longer

around. I was afraid that you would be sad when seeing familiar things, so… I thought of changing the

furniture style.”

Anastasia

smiled ironically and took a step back. “It turns out that you and Felicia share the same preferences…”

Anastasia looked at the ornaments destroyed by her on the ground.

Felicia had posted all of these on Instagram.

“I’ll come early tomorrow morning to make you breakfast, but I won’t live here.” Anastasia stepped back

to the door and spoke again. “We’re divorced. Don’t force me.”

“Anastasia!” Alastor closed the door with anger. “Felicia has just returned from overseas. She has no

relatives or friends in Hork. I just wanted to

help her because… We’ve been together.”

Anastasia clenched her hands tightly. “I don’t want to hear the story between you two.”

“I really have no other feelings for her. When I was in school, we were together just because of that

time-”

“I said I don’t want to hear it!” Anastasia interrupted Alastor, and her whole body was trembling.

“Anastasia, do you remember the corporate dinner in Hork a year ago? I asked you to accompany me,

but you made an excuse not to go! Everyone brought their wives with them that day. Only I was taking

my secretary there that day. Do you know what those people said? They said you were with Zachary

before…”

Alastor was still drinking, as if he wanted to voice all his dissatisfaction. “Haha…” Anastasia’s eyes

were burning.

“So he believed the rumor?” Anastasia thought.

“Zachary didn’t explain anything at all.” Alastor was angry. “Who do you think Zachary is? If he really

cared about you, he should have stood up and clarified it for you at that time, not acquiesced to the

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rumor!”

Anastasia clenched her hands and said nothing.

“That day… I was just in a bad mood and drank some wine. I just…” Alastor raised his hand to cover

his forehead, not knowing how to explain it. “Anastasia, I don’t know what happened that night. I can’t

remember…”

When he woke up, Felicia was lying beside him with red eyes.

Felicia said that they had slept together, and she would tell Anastasia the truth.

At that time, he really didn’t want Anastasia to know.

He really didn’t want to lose the marriage, even though Anastasia had been plotting against him.

“Only once, I swear.” Alastor wanted Anastasia to believe him.

“I don’t believe you.” Anastasia pushed Alastor away.

It was just like he had never trusted her.

“Take a good rest.” Anastasia insisted on leaving.

Alastor was silent for a long time. He kept pushing the door and refused

to let Anastasia go.

After a long time, Alastor looked up at Anastasia and asked in a hoarse

voice, “In what way in hell is he better than me?”

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