Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 195

“Anastasia, I heard you didn’t have an abortion and had a vain attempt to give birth to the Lopez family’s child secretly so that you could ask the Lopez family for money in the future?” Felicia was in the next ward. As soon as Jason wasn’t around, she took the opportunity to come and provoke Anastasia.

“What’s wrong with you?” Anastasia thought Felicia was quite childish. The latter was not only childish but also vicious. “Ha! Justice always prevails. You killed my child, and fate also made you lose your own.” Felicia deliberately tried to trigger Anastasia.

The child was obviously Anastasia’s weakness. But the child was also Anastasia’s bottom line.

Anastasia leaned against the bed and asked, “Felicia, Alastor already knows that the child is not his. Alastor also knew you fell down the stairs on purpose just to frame me. Do you think he will still treat you like before?”

“Ha! Anastasia, you are so naive. Do you really think Alastor is nice to me because of that child? It’s because we have an emotional foundation. That’s why he will tolerate me no matter what I do.” Felicia seemed to be confident. “Besides, Naomi likes me very much,”

“Even in dreams, one should have limits.” Anastasia laughed ironically.

“Even if Alastor doesn’t divorce, he won’t fall in love with a woman like you.” Felicia clenched her hands and looked at Anastasia with resentment. “It’s a pity that the criminal didn’t kill you.”

“It’s a pity that you didn’t die from falling down the stairs as well,” Anastasia said lightly, feeling that Felicia couldn’t make her angry anymore. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

She looked at Felicia as if she was watching a clown.

“Anastasia, when you divorce Alastor, let’s see how you can still be arrogant. Without Alastor and the Lopez family, you are nothing.” Felicia was obsessed with using this to refute Anastasia

“In that case, since you’re not married into a rich family now, does that mean you are nothing now? But from what I see, you’re still being quite arrogant.” Anastasia looked at Felicia ironically. “In your eyes, does a woman’s value depend on what kind of man she is married to?”

“You’re just full of tough talk.” Felicia sneered. “By the way, Alastor asked Lionel to bring me dinner just now. Do you have it?”

Felicia was here to show off.

“Felicia, this is the fruit the president asked me to buy for you.” Outside the ward, it was Lionel.

“Such thoughtfulness is truly touching, huh? Alastor should be too busy now. If he was in the mood to buy fruit for Felicia in the midst of his busy schedule, it’s definitely true love,” Anastasia thought and sneered.

“Oh? Anastasia, could it be that you still haven’t eaten yet?” Felicia provoked Anastasia.

“What a coincidence. I have my boyfriend’s hand-made chowder soup and sauteed mushrooms.” Anastasia looked at Felicia speechlessly. “So, no one is trying to steal your dear CEO from you. You don’t have to show off anymore.”

Felicia snorted coldly. “Did Jason cook it? Hmph, he’s just a slum dog who’s only treasured by you. There will be times when you cry.”

Anastasia warned Felicia not to touch her lunch box. “Your hands are dirty.”

“I’ll see how long you can be arrogant.” Felicia turned around and was about to leave when she saw Jason standing at the door with a gloomy face.

Felicia trembled with fear. Felicia didn’t know why a slum dog would have such a strong sense of oppression. “I wish you two a shining future full of happiness and love, and have a baby together soon. Set up a stall to sell takeout together as soon as possible.”

“I also wish you could get married to Alastor soon and get rid of your identity as a mistress.” Anastasia snorted and rubbed her eyebrows tiredly.

Jason raised his eyebrow and asked, “Boyfriend?”

“Don’t think too much. I just don’t want Felicia to provoke me again.” Anastasia explained.

“I see. Then it seems like a good thing that she’s living next door.” Jason smiled and put a bunch of flowers in the vase beside the hospital bed.

“Why do you spend your money to buy this thing?” Anastasia was helpless. Especially near the hospital, these freshly cut- flowers were extremely pricey and not cost-effective.

Jason glanced at Anastasia. “The nurse said that being in a good mood will help the wound heal.

Anastasia looked at the flowers and smiled helplessly.

After four years of marriage, Alastor seemed to have never given her such an unrealistic romance.

Alastor’s only concern was always about money.

“Are you in a better mood?” Jason asked while arranging the flowers.

“Actually… I’m taking it very lightly.” Anastasia shook her head. To be frank, she wasn’t very sad at all.

Anastasia thought, “Perhaps it was the same mentality as my mom wanting to take me away with her before she died. I’m also feeling contradictory. On the one hand, I wanted this child; on the other hand,

I’m worried that I’ll die early and will be worried about leaving the child in this world. Perhaps it’s fate that this baby is gone.”