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.

to drink some water.” Felicia looked up

temperature to an exact 100 degrees Fahrenheit and passed Felicia

toward Anastasia was palpable as he knew she was

Anastasia. “But… wouldn’t Anastasia be upset if I ate the breakfast she

Anastasia sneered.

understanding.” Alastor responded, giving credit to Anastasia’s magnanimity.

as she picked up a spoon and

Felicia’s face. Instantly, her complexion turned pale, and she began

managed to utter, her voice strained.

distress. “What’s wrong?” he questioned, a note of panic creeping

tone.

my

urgently called to his assistant, “Fetch her

situation, knew that Alastor was referring to Felicia’s

her face turning red, Felicia still managed to

confused. “Alastor, what’s

you add to the food?” Alastor’s inquiry to Anastasia carried an accusatory undertone, though he was oblivious to the hostile attitude he

almost like a buzzing sound in her ears. “I prepared the mushroom soup as usual, and for the salad dressing,

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