Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 82

In the car, Jason was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He was afraid that Anastasia would still

choose Alastor even after what happened.

“Let’s go Take me to the hotel first Anastasia took a deep breath and sat in the passenger seat, holding

Snowball as she looked out the window.

To her, there was nothing to miss about the house besides Snowball and her paintings.

She didn’t want anything else.

Felicia just sat in Alastor’s car and looked at Anastasia as if provoking her.

Bang! Just when Jason was about to drive away, his car was scratched by Steven’s car on purpose.

Jason frowned and clenched his fingers.

He had tried his best to control himself since Anastasia was here, so Jason dared not do anything that

would make him seem

childish in front of her.

Six years ago, he lost Anastasia because of his impulse, and Anastasia would distance herself even

further if he didn’t change and grow up after six years.

“Don’t get out of the car…” Anastasia said in a hoarse voice, raising her hand to grab Jason’s arm.

She knew that Jason had been very patient tonight.

Based on Anastasia’s understanding of Jace, if he saw anyone bullying her six years ago, he would

murder them on the spot. Sure enough, he had grown up in six years.

Jason took a deep breath. “Anastasia, you don’t have to take the test if you don’t want to.”

“I can take it,” Anastasia whispered “What can we do even if we don’t take it? Keep fighting with him?

He’ll have the evidence. Don’t forget… You have a criminal record.”

Jason had been to a juvenile detention center before.

Anastasia clearly knew that Felicia deliberately asked Steven to anger Jason, wanting Jason to lose

control and hurt someone. Steven wouldn’t even stand a chance against Jason if a fight really broke

out, even if there were ten Stevens present.

“Oh? This car is not cheap. Where did you rent it from? Or did you borrow it? You need to pay quite an

amount since there’s a scratch on it now. Do you even have the money? Steven rolled down the

window and looked at Jason ironically, “You’re just a gigolo selling yourself at the bar. Can you even

pay for the car?”

Jason held the steering wheel tightly, and his knuckles even turned white.

“So what if he doesn’t have the money? I do. I’m using Alastor’s money to keep a man outside, and

Alastor will be paying for the car anyway.” Anastasia rolled down the car window and smiled at Steven.

“You can hit the car again. Actually, it’s best if you scrap it. I’m sure your brother can pay a few hundred

thousand dollars.”

“Anastasia! How shameless can you be?” Steven’s face darkened with anger, and he looked at

Anastasia angrily.

Anastasia just smiled. “I like how you hate me but can’t even do anything to me.”

“Let’s see how long your arrogance lasts! I won’t let you off if the DNA paternity test result comes out

and the child is not Alastor’s Pointing at Anastasia, Steven cursed out before he drove away.

Afterward, Anastasia rolled up the window and noticed her palm was injured because she was

clenching too hard.

Her body was numb, but she forced herself to look unbothered.

“Who did you borrow the car from?” Anastasia asked in a hoarse voice.

Jason was silent and drove away slowly.

“Don’t worry. Although Alastor stopped my card, I still have some money saved up these years,

Anastasia reassured Jason. Her paintings were now worthless, and her future financial resources

would be problematic, but she would still be responsible for Jason’s car damage.

“You can leave after you send me to Waterhall Hotel, and don’t be involved in my business from now

on, or you’ll get into trouble, Anastasia said calmly, wanting to keep Jason away from her.

“Today’s Christmas Eve…” Jason glanced at Anastasia and continued, “I think all the hotels are fully

booked

Anastasia just looked at the time and smiled. “No way…”

After saying that, Anastasia called the customer service staff of Waterhall Hotel,

Sure enough, the staff did say that the rooms were fully booked.

Anastasia then looked at her phone blankly and called another hotel, but she got the same response

even after she said she would pay more.

Anastasia massaged her eyebrows. She wondered, “Will I have to be sleeping on the streets tonight?”

“Come over to mine.” Jason’s voice was hoarse.

Seeing Anastasia hesitate, Jason spoke again. “I rented a house, so if you don’t mind…”

After that, Anastasia glanced at Jason. “I’ll go. It’s just for a night.”

Jason breathed a sigh of relief and finally smiled. “Well… My hometown is in the north, so I usually

make ravioli during Christmas. I’ve prepared all the ingredients. Do you… want to help me with the

ravioli?”

Anastasia looked at Jason for a long time before she replied, “You knew I’d be homeless today and

would follow you home?”

“No…” Jason’s palm sweated. “I actually wanted to make some ravioli and bring it to you, but… I was

afraid something would happen to you based on the trending news online.”

Anastasia smiled, glad that at least someone still thought about her.

“Jason, how long will you remember me if I die?” Anastasia asked in a low voice.

“I’ll go with you.” Jason’s voice was hoarse. “I’ll accompany you wherever you go.

Anastasia was stunned for a moment and frowned, looking at Jason angrily. “Don’t be so childish.”

Their relationship had not reached the point where she would want him to die with her.

“Then you should live well and not ask such childish questions again!” Jason stepped on the brake and

looked at Anastasia angrily as well.

Anastasia felt her throat burning as she thought. Tm just telling the truth… I won’t be able to live long.