Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 128

“Anastasia, everything you have was given by Alastor,” Felicia said, shaking her head dramatically. “And now, he no longer wants you. What else do you have? You have nothing.”

Anastasia knew that coming here today would result in Felicia humiliating her.

This was what Alastor wanted to achieve.

Anastasia’s eyes turned red, but she said nothing.

“What are you cocky about? Remember the first time we met? You looked so arrogant when I said I’m Mr. Lopez’s secretary. You acted like you wanted everyone to know your identity as Alastor’s wife. How dare you interrogate me about why he drank so much wine? Do you think you’ll always be superior to me?” Felicia’s face twisted with malicious delight, making it clear that her revenge had been successful.

Anastasia took a deep breath. That day, she had asked why Alastor was drinking so much because she felt sorry for him. She had never intended to interrogate Felicia.

On the other hand, Felicia overreacted because she knew she was wrong.

“You and the Lawson family are like beggars, pestering Mr. Lopez every day and night. In the four years of your marriage, he has to deal with many problems for your family and lose a lot of money to your greedy father. I don’t know how Mr. Lopez endures living with a woman like you for four years.” An annoyed Lionel chimed in, supporting Felicia’s indignation.

Lionel spoke as if he felt sorry for Alastor. “With your lowly family background, do you think Mr. Lopez wants to marry you? You only got lucky because you met him when he needed a woman to get married.”

Their derision caused Anastasia to lose her strength to stand. She had to lean against the wall.,

There was no escape for her. She could only stand there, feeling like she was placed in a pillory of shame, exposed to the humiliation of anyone passing by.

Many people were coming and going, and quite a few of them would stop to take a look, drawn by the commotion.

Now, a triumphant Felicia did her best to degrade Anastasia. She wanted people to believe that Anastasia constantly bothered Alastor, even though he did not consider her a legitimate wife.

Only in this way would those who wanted to please Alastor choose to support Felicia’s art exhibition, not Anastasia’s.

“Anastasia, leave Alastor alone. You’ve divorced him, and you have a boyfriend. This is what you’ve admitted. Since you already have a new boyfriend, why are you attending this function as if you’re still Alastor’s wife?” Felicia deliberately raised her voice, aiming to make her words heard by others.

Her shrill voice successfully drew the attention of the ladies at the dinner party.

“How disgraceful. This so-called Mrs. Lopez seems to have a messy personal life. How dare she pester Mr. Lopez again? She is shameless!” one of them remarked.

“That’s right. She publicly admitted she had a boyfriend online, and Mr. Lopez also announced their divorce. Doesn’t she realize how disgraceful it is for her to show up and harass Mr. Lopez?” another person sneered.

“In my opinion, she’s in trouble. I heard she will have an art exhibition a few days later. In the past, many people went to her art exhibition because of Mr. Lopez. Now, without his support, that exhibition

will be doomed to fail. Her new boyfriend is a poor student who delivers takeout and works in a bar. What can he possibly provide for her?” yet another lady smirked.

Everyone was talking about Anastasia’s disgrace. Those piercing gazes, derogatory words, and the shrill sounds of sneering and smirking felt like knives cutting through her body.

Anastasia tried to stand, but exhaustion compelled her to lean slightly against the wall for support. She couldn’t stop those people from humiliating her.

“They can say whatever they like. If this is what Alastor hoped to see, let him have it,” she thought in despair.

“Anastasia, why don’t you guess why Alastor asked you to come to the party?” Felicia’s smirk was meaningful and mockery. “He wants to destroy you. He wants you to know that without him, you’re nothing. Your slumdog boyfriend can’t protect you or provide for you. Without the support of the Lopez Group, is there anyone who cares about your art exhibition? Your painting is worthless, anyway.”

Anastasia felt her head buzzing, rendering her speechless.

This world was harsh and unforgiving. Only those who were favored could have confidence. Yet, she had nothing except

Alastor.

With her current predicament, it was impossible for her to fight Alastor and protect Jason.

She had no choice but to persevere and be patient.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.