Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

“Isn’t there chocolate in the pantry?” Alastor’s deep voice inquired, his demeanor seemingly unaffected.

However, it carried an intentional air of nonchalance.

The janitor cleaned the pantry this morning and threw away all of the chocolates and candies. The new stock hasn’t arrived yet. Felicia’s starving. Since you’re having breakfast here, Mr. Lopez, would you mind letting Felicia join in for a few bites?” the assistant whispered, casting a deliberate glance at Anastasia before asking, “Mrs. Lopez, you wouldn’t mind, would you?”

“I don’t mind.” Anastasia stated politely, her words cloaked in euphemism. “But I woke up at six in the morning to prepare this soup specifically for Alastor.”

Anastasia subtly presented the choice to Alastor.

Before Alastor could respond, Felicia took it upon herself to enter the office.

“Go ahead and take some.” Alastor’s tone retained its depth as he spoke to Felicia, his gaze carrying a subtle warning. “Just remember to have your breakfast before coming to work.”

It was clear that he was cautioning Felicia not to play such tricks in front of Anastasia.

Anastasia understood well that Alastor’s current reluctance to seek a divorce stemmed from her lack of transgressions in. their marriage up to this point.

drink some water.” Felicia looked up at

to an exact 100 degrees Fahrenheit

indifference toward Anastasia was palpable as he knew she

at Anastasia. “But… wouldn’t Anastasia be upset if I ate

Anastasia sneered.

wouldn’t mind. She’s very understanding.” Alastor responded, giving credit

relieved to hear that.” Felicia smiled as she picked up a spoon and sipped

while, an unusual expression flickered across Felicia’s face. Instantly, her complexion turned pale, and she began to struggle for

to utter, her voice strained.

detected her distress. “What’s wrong?” he questioned, a note of

tone.

me my medicine. Felicia

face contorted in panic. He urgently called

situation, knew that Alastor was referring to Felicia’s

Despite her face turning red, Felicia

confused. “Alastor,

undertone, though he was oblivious to the hostile

his words somewhat amusing, almost like a buzzing sound in her ears. “I prepared the mushroom soup as

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