Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 79

“I won’t leave.”

Jason didn’t leave, standing outside the house.

The weather was cold, with a mix of rain and snow falling. He stood outside waiting for Anastasia to

open the door.

Anastasia stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Jason standing outside the yard. She raised

her hand and put it on the glass, gritting her teeth tightly.

“Why did he suddenly appear again?”

She fell into deep thought.

The sky was cloudy and frightening, and the sound of firecrackers continued to echo in bursts.

Anastasia looked at the fireworks exploding in the dim sky, and her eyes stagnated.

Anastasia mused. Think about it carefully. The four years of marrying Alastor and every Christmas

seemed to be a business-oriented life.

We would go to the Lopez residence on Christmas Day and have a family dinner together.

There was nothing romantic or sense of ceremony

Anastasia laughed ironically and threw the bowl of pesto pasta on the table into the trash bin.

She felt disgusted.

A bright light flashed across the sky, and the fireworks exploded.

Anastasia looked out subconsciously. The fireworks were being set off right outside her yard.

It was Jason.

Anastasia hurried to the window and looked up at the fireworks exploding overhead.

“So beautiful!TM

“Anastasia, do you know why the fireworks are beautiful? Because they disappeared quickly, leaving

only a moment of colorfulness” Six years ago, before Jace disappeared, he left an oil painting for

Anastasia.

It was the fireworks.

“It’s snowing.” Anastasia’s voice was hoarse as she opened the door for Jason.

Jason didn’t enter the yard. He put a lit sparkler in Anastasia’s hand and then wrapped his scarf around

her neck.

“You’re crazy… Anastasia said, her voice choking

“Anastasia, I’ve been there all the time and never disappeared.” Jason wanted to tell her that he had

never disappeared. “Jason, you said that the fireworks are beautiful because they disappeared quickly,

leaving only a moment of colorfulness.” Anastasia said sarcastically. “Since you’ve disappeared, then

you should never come back.”

Looking at Anastasia, Jason felt pain in his heart..

“She’s too skinny”

“Go take a hot shower. Don’t catch a cold.” Anastasia motioned Jason to come in, providing him with a

new bath towel. She wanted to find Alastor’s clothes for him to change into, but she realized that

Alastor had already taken all his things away.

“It turns out that this house was already empty”

“Can I stay overnight?” Jason asked Anastasia.

“This isn’t my home… Anastasia said in a hoarse voice.

“Can you come home with me then?” Jason looked at her with an intense gaze. “Anastasia… I can give

you a home now.” Anastasia looked at Jason and shook her head. “Jason, it’s too late.”

In the past, she foolishly thought that home was something others provided.

So when Alastor said he would give her a home, her heart fluttered intensely.

But now, Anastasia’s heart seemed to have been broken

There was nothing left to be moved by because she knew her final resting place would be that little

cremation பர.

Jason held the bath towel tightly and his eyes turned red. “Anastasia, give me another chance.”

“Are you stupid?” Anastasia looked up at Jason.

“Is your phone not connected to the Internet? You’re part of this circle too. Everyone is avoiding me

now, even Mr. Lexington has been implicated. And yet, you’re coming to me?”

“I won’t. I will never abandon you” Jason looked at Anastasia firmly.

Even if the whole world abandoned her, Jason would always be Anastasia’s Jate.

“You’re crazy…” Anastasia laughed sarcastically. She lost control and threw the paints next to the easel

onto the ground.

“Anastasia… don’t be like this.” Jason felt so distressed that he hugged her tightly from behind.

He had a fever and his body was burning up. But Anastasia, on the other hand, felt ice-cold, and it

frightened him.

“Anastasia, I’m sorry…” He was wrong-

“I shouldn’t have been so impulsive back then. I was truly wrong. I shouldn’t have left you alone,

Anastasia”

“Go take a hot shower and then leave,” Anastasia said in a distant yet calm voice.

Jason lowered his head and slowly released Anastasia

“I won’t give up.

When Jason entered the bathroom, Anastasia threw his wet clothes into the washing machine and

initiated the drying process.

Anastasia curled up on the couch and looked at her hands covered in paint, feeling lost.

“After I die, no one will remember me. Alastor will soon forget me and even be glad that I’m finally

gone.”

“Anastasia, I ordered Christmas Eve dinner.” Jason, wrapped in a bath towel, stood at the bathroom

door. “Could you help me get it, please?”

Anastasia was stunned for a moment. “You’d better…”

“Let’s have the Christmas Eve dinner together. Jason interrupted Anastasia.

Anastasia was silent for a moment and nodded. “Okay.”

Hearing the knock on the door, Anastasia opened the living room door but froze in place.

The person standing outside the door wasn’t a deliveryman. It was Steven, Felicia and Alastor’s

mother.

Seeing them standing outside the door with grim expressions, Anastasia frowned. “What’s the matter?”

“You are so shameless Where is that man?” Steven questioned.

Anastasia wanted to close the door and didn’t want to dwell on the matter.

“Why waste words on her?” Naomi pushed the door open and shoved Anastasia out of the way. She

barged in, ready to confrom the adulterer.

Anastasia fell to the ground and her vision went black.

Jason walked out of the bathroom with wet hair. His face darkened.

“There he is!” Felicia pointed at Jason and shouted. “It’s him. Anastasia’s baby is his, not Alastor’s.”