Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 72

This hurt more than his lack of love for her.

“If you think I’m filthy, don’t touch me… Anastasia tried to push Alastor away while holding back her emotions. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

However, Alastor seemed determined to humiliate her, expose her to the light, uncover all the scars again, and make her bleed.

“We only signed a divorce agreement and haven’t received the certificate yet. You’ve tried every means to become my wife, so I should naturally grant your wish. Didn’t you beg for me to want you that day… Alastor’s voice was hoarse.

His words, however, were like sharp thorns, piercing her body and heart.

They were suffocating her.

“Alastor, are you not at all picky? Anastasia gave up resisting because there was no strength left in her arms.

On her own initiative, she took off her clothes. There were stubborn tears in her eyes.

When he saw Anastasia taking the initiative, Alastor was even more disgusted.

The word “disgusting” was almost written in his eyes.

Anastasia wanted to laugh and cry.

She couldn’t hold her emotions anymore.

He really had no desire for her.

“You’d better pray that the result of this child’s DNA paternity test is what I want. This is the limit of my patience for you,” Alastor warned, pointing to Anastasia’s belly.

He had let her be until now because he still had a little hope for this chuld.

If the child was not his, he would probably no longer be lenient to Anastasia.

“Do you really have no trust and feelings for me after four years of marriage? Anastasia asked in a lowered voice.

Alastor frowned. “What kind of feelings do you want me to have for you? What have you done? Relationships are reciprocal. Anastasia.”

Anastasia smiled and said nothing

She asked him this question and humiliated herself again and again,

“Alastor, have you sealed your heart in cement during the past four years because you don’t love the?” Anastasia thought it was highly ridiculous.

After all, she had done, did Alastor not notice anything?

“Your mentor, Charles, promised to see Felicia. Her work was sent over, but it was unacknowledged. Is he humiliating Felicia, or did you do something?” Alastor took out his phone, pulled out the campus forum’s post a few years ago, and presented it

to Anastasia

*Anastasia, I truly underestimated you. There are so many people more talented than you, but someone like Charles chose you as his apprentice. After you, he didn’t recruit any other students or

mentor any students alone. Among those he mentored, you are the worst one now.”

Alastor mocked Anastasia. ‘Do you know what people outside say about you and Charles? They say that he is of good repute, that he found himself a lover now and is too ashamed to face the public, so he simply shut himself away.”

Anastasia held her hands tightly and looked at Alastor.

“Five years ago, pictures that someone took of you two going out alone frequently were posted on the campus forum. Anastasia, have you always done whatever it takes to achieve your goals?”

Smack! Anastasia couldn’t control her emotions and slapped Alastor in the face.

“You can insult me, but you can’t insult Mr. Lexington!” Anastasia’s voice was hoarse and trembling.

Her face grew paler, and she seemed to be losing the ability to stand.

For a moment, Alastor felt… Anastasia was about to disappear.

There was a dull ache in his heart. Alastor also didn’t know why he said these to provoke Anastasia.

Perhaps he was irked by her ambiguous interaction with Jason.

Alastor also hated himself. For four years, he was fully aware Anastasia had been plotting against him, but he still fell deeply into her gentle trap.

“Why am I the worst among Mr. Lexington’s students?” Anastasia smiled and lowered her head, murmuring in a hoarse

voice.

She thought. Why?

Because I gave up everything, failed the expectation and high hope of Mr. Lexington, gave up the opportunity to study abroad for further education, gave up all platforms and prospects, and stayed at home wholeheartedly for this damn ridiculous home! And be a god-damn… ridiculous and lowly housewife!

Indeed, a woman who has given up her own light deserved to be trampled on by others. I’m worthless!”

Charles had looked for her countless times and even got angry at her.

He said, “Anastasia, you are trampling and wasting your talent!”

He said, “Anastasia, I’m disappointed in you. You are my most unsuccessful student…”

He said, “Is Alastor worth giving up everything for? If he really loves you, he should support your career and growth rather than guarding you, forbidding you from making public appearances, and ruining your future!”

He said, “Anastasia, you will regret putting your fate in the hands of others.”

“Do I regret it?” Anastasia wondered.

She was very regretful.

She thought she should have known that life was fleeting and that everything she had worked hard for and persisted in did not matter. She wished that she and Alastor had never met each other.

“Alastor, you’re asking me why I’m the worst student of Mr. Lexington…” Anastasia’s heart ached so badly she didn’t dare to breathe. She felt like she was about to die suddenly. “Over the years, you haven’t allowed me to make public appearances, and you asked me why I am the worst…”

In the past, her works were most worthy of being shown off by Charles.

But later, her development disappointed Charles.

“I didn’t allow you to make public appearances because of your reputation outside…” Alastor looked away and stopped. provoking Anastasia.

He did that… to protect Anastasia.

“You are so disgusting. Don’t show up in front of me again. Go away… Get lost!” Anastasia shouted madly, telling Alastor to get lost.