Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 46

“Alastor, since Annie is pregnant, you should take care of her more carefully. Remember what she likes to eat and what food she can consume, reminded Andrea. The whole night went by with Andrea instructing Alastor about this.

“When I was pregnant, my morning sickness was severe. I threw up until I couldn’t stand up and finally vomited blood. At that time, your Grandpa felt sorry for me and asked me to have an abortion. I couldn’t bear to do it.” When she saw Anastasia’s pale face. Andrea added, “Alastor, you have to be kind to Annie. In this lifetime, you should learn to empathize with people.”

After saying that, Andrea placed Anastasia’s hand in Alastor’s hand.

Anastasia only felt a stinging pain in the finger touched by Alastor.

Also, she was slightly disgusted.

Anastasia couldn’t stand the sick feeling she felt in her stomach. She rushed into the restroom and vomited.

Sure enough, her mysophobia was much more serious than Alastor’s.

“Are you feeling better? Alastor asked. Without her realizing it, Alastor was standing at the door.

She knew without anyone telling her that Andrea was the one who sent him here.

His expression looked terrible. It seemed like he was very much concerned about her. He even had a glass of warm water in his hand. “Drink some water, said Alastor.

Anastasia smiled weakly and mumbled, “Grandma Andrea is not here. Who are you putting on a show for?”

Alastor just frowned and said nothing.

At first, Anastasia didn’t want to get into Alastor’s car when she left the Lopez residence.

But Andrea was looking on from the entrance, so she could only get on the passenger seat for fear that Andrea would realize something was amiss.

“Glad to see you have enough sense to change the car…” Anastasia said sarcastically.

Alastor had always been meticulous about how he treated the people he cared about.

He had family affection toward Andrea and romantic love toward Felicia.

As for Anastasia, he treated her as a partner at best.

“Anastasia, give birth to this baby,” said Alastor..

“Why? Since Grandma Andrea knows of this, and you can’t make me get an abortion, so you would rather have me keep the baby?” asked Anastasia as she leaned against the seat and resisted the sick feeling she had in her stomach.

“The doctor said that Grandma’s body can’t hold on long. I will not take up too long of your time. At most, it will take two years,” said Alastor.

This time, Anastasia could feel that his tone was one of negotiation.

“So what you are saying is, the baby in my stomach, I should give birth to it when you say so and abort it when you decide the opposite?” Anastasia sneered, “It’s too late for that…

“As long as you give birth to this baby, I can give you the 15% share,” said Alastor, finally relenting-

“I told you, it’s too late to ask me to give birth to this baby. You have to pay another price if you want that, Alastor.” Anastasia looked back at Alastor and continued, “If I give birth to this baby, then you need to add another article to the agreement. Not only do I want 15% of the shares, but also you need to write down a will and notarize that only our children can legally obtain all your property and has the inheritance rights of the company shares. The mistress’ children will not be getting anything.”

Alastor clenched his fingers tightly on the steering wheel, and his expression darkened as he replied. “Anastasia, are you looking forward to my death? You have even thought about the will.”

“You are the one looking forward to my death…” mumbled Anastasia, wanting to laugh.

Did he leave her a way out?

No, he didn’t.

“Write down the will and notarize it in advance. Otherwise, I will not give birth to this baby,” said Anastasia. She was taking a gamble.

She was using her life to make this gamble.

“All right!” agreed Alastor, his voice full of anger.

He had actually agreed to it.

Anastasia looked at Alastor in shock.

She didn’t expect Alastor to agree to it.

It seemed that in Alastor’s heart, family affection was more important than romantic love.

“Felicia is pregnant, isn’t she? Are you sure you want to agree to my demands?” asked Anastasia as she looked at Alastor. Was he not worried about making Felicia sad?

“She doesn’t need all these,” reassured Alastor as he frowned. “I’ll give her everything she wants.”

Anastasia’s fingers clenched tightly in that instant. It turned out that Alastor had already made proper arrangements.

That was true. Felicia didn’t need these so-called guarantees. For her, having Alastor would be enough.

And those who needed these guarantees were people who didn’t have a sense of security.

“Stop the car,” Anastasia said to Alastor in a hoarse voice.

Alastor expression was grim, and he ignored Anastasia completely.

The car was still moving when Anastasia opened the door directly.

Alastor’s expression changed, and he suddenly stepped on the brake, shouting. “Are you crazy?”

Anastasia ignored Alastor and walked straight to the sidewalk after getting out of the car.

She couldn’t… She would suffocate if she continued to stay in the car with Alastor. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Anastasia, that’s enough. It’s not easy to get a taxi here. Get in the car now!” shouted Alastor. His patience had its limits.

He followed Anastasia for a distance. Finally, he ran out of patience and drove off, leaving Anastasia behind.

This place was around 10 miles away from their residence. It was not easy to get a taxi here, so it seemed like it would be dark by the time she reached home.

Anastasia could feel the acid burning her stomach. She walked for half an hour before squatting on the roadside and vomited.

She barely ate anything, so she only threw up stomach acid.

It was getting dark. Anastasia could finally stop pretending and squat on the roadside crying.

“Anastasia…” An anxious voice came from behind.

Anastasia slowly raised her head.

“Jace…” mumbled Anastasia. It was Jason.