Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 131

At this time, everything Alastor had done so far disappointed Anastasia beyond despair. She raised her hand to stop Alastor from continuing.

“We’re not suited to stay married. Why can’t we have an amicable break-off? Why must we torture each other? Alastor, leave me alone, please…” Anastasia was losing control of her mental state. Now, she stared at him, hoping he would let her go. “Now I know. What you wanted is for me to lose all standing and reputation. You enjoyed seeing me humiliated. You want to destroy everything I’ve gained from you. Alastor, you want to tell me if I’ve never met you, I’ll be even more worthless than a dirty rat in the sewer!” Anastasia had a nervous breakdown, and she shouted in desperation. She no longer cared how the guests of the dinner party viewed her.

She continued, “Alastor, do remember this… Even if I didn’t marry you, I’d have my career and life. While I won’t have the shortcuts and fame you brought me, I don’t think I’ll end up worse than this!” She lamented her past choice. Why didn’t she choose another path instead of marriage?

Anastasia cried in her heart, ‘Why did I trust naively when he said he was giving me a home?

I’m an idiot, an idiot who’s unbelievably foolish!

It’s my fault from the beginning to the end.

I’m wrong! I’m wrong from the very beginning.

What an asshole I am! I’ve failed Jace and Mr. Lexington.

“Alastor, I don’t hate you… I deserve this!” Anastasia pointed to the ground and stressed her every word. “I’ll go to hell… But after I die, I’ll never want to see you again. I hope you an go to heaven…”

Anastasia wiped her tears and leaned against the wall. Her fingers felt numb. “Is that enough?

Anastasia’s glance swept over the people engrossed in discussing, blaming, and deriding her. Some were taking photos. “Are you now satisfied with the humiliation I went through tonight?” she asked Alastor if he was happy now.

Alastor froze on the spot. He clenched his fists tightly until he felt pain.

Alastor mused, ‘Is this what I want to see?

No. I don’t want this at all.

In the past four years, Anastasia’s never been like this.

Is she too good at hiding her true self?

Or… I don’t know her well enough, and I’ve never really tried to know and understand her. The thoughts in Alastor’s mind scared him.

He had always assumed Anastasia to be a docile woman who relied entirely on men. She should have no temper and be meek, subservient, and obedient.

However, he found Anastasia in front of him to be extremely unfamiliar.

“Anastasia, the first to commit a mistake is you.” Alastor lowered his head. He suddenly felt tired.

Alastor thought, ‘It’s exhausting.

Anastasia’s the one who’s wrong in the first place.

Anastasia’s the one who couldn’t forget her first crush. In his heart, he placed all the blame on her.

“Yes, I’m guilty.” Anastasia nodded.

Anastasia lamented inwardly, ‘Indeed, I’m a sinner.

My existence itself is a sin.

I should’ve died when I was ten.’

“If you’re reminiscing about our marriage, do you know the anniversary of my mother’s death? How about our wedding anniversary and my birthday? You never remember them.” Anastasia smiled wryly. “But I remember your birthday. I also remember Grandma Andrea’s birthday. I even remember your parents’ birthdays and the birthdays of everyone important

to you…

She spent countless efforts on the people whom Alastor considered important. Yet, she was nothing to him.

“Why am I saying these? There’s no point anymore.” Anastasia knew her words meant little.

“Can I go now?” Anastasia pointed at the people who took photos and watched their altercation. “You achieved what you wanted. You’re now the victim. It doesn’t matter what you do or who you’re with; none will condemn you anymore… Moreover, you don’t have to worry about me impacting your company and shares…”

Anastasia continued, “The child is gone, and there are no other potential threats. Everything that linked us together is broken. I’ll never be loved again, and no one will marry me. My career is also ruined… Are you now satisfied? Can you leave me alone?” She stared at Alastor.

“Anastasia!” Alastor felt utterly powerless. He swore this was not what he intended.

“What I really want is for you to give Jason up. You said you don’t love him romantically. In that case, I can give him money and ask him to leave you alone… Why can’t we go back to before? Why is it so difficult?” Alastor asked Anastasia in a low Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

voice.

“Why must she choose Jason instead of me?” he lamented internally.

“Alastor, you’re now the loser.” Suddenly, Jason’s voice reached them.