Whispers of betrayal (Selena and Ryan) novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Anastasia looked at the agreement for a while before speaking. “Alastor, would you be sad if I died?”

Alastor frowned, his expression growing more disdainful. “You value your life more than anyone else.”

Alastor knew that Anastasia treasured her life more than anyone else.

Indeed, valuing her life and having her life taken away were two distinct concepts.

A prolonged silence enveloped the room as Anastasia perused the divorce agreement, and one of the terms caught her attention. “Bearing this child and subsequently undergoing a DNA paternity test. If the child is proven to be yours, the will and agreement will remain valid. If not, the divorce will proceed without any financial settlement?”

Anastasia was aware that Alastor had sought the expertise of a specialized lawyer to craft this agreement.

The words in this agreement were indeed chilling and frightening.

Alastor didn’t believe her, and he certainly didn’t believe that this child was his.

No wonder he had tried so hard before to persuade her to have an abortion.

It was only after Andrea found out about the pregnancy that he changed his mind and allowed Anastasia to keep the child

It turned out he wanted to know whether this child was really his.

“Dare not?” Alastor asked sarcastically.

Anastasia was gripped by a searing pain in her chest, an intensity so overwhelming that it verged on numbing. Her thoughts raced, ‘I don’t dare? How could I not dare… But why does this pain feel so agonizing, so suffocating?”

Anastasia’s voice trembled as she asked, “Why should I give birth to a child to prove anything to you…”

“Anastasia, I thought you wouldn’t feel guilty,” Alastor said, clearly expressing his complete lack of trust in her.

Anastasia took a deep breath, put on a smile, and didn’t explain. The nude photos and the company group chat, when did those happen?”

“Late last year,” Alastor answered after a brief pause when he saw Anastasia calmly asking.

It seemed like there was nothing much left to be concerned about.

Before, he used to care about Anastasia’s emotions and feelings.

Now, it seemed like he didn’t need to at all.

In his perspective, the real Anastasia seemed to be quite calculating.

“Why didn’t you report it to the police?” Anastasia looked at Alastor.

Alastor frowned but didn’t say anything.

“You still care more about your reputation and the company’s reputation, so even if you spend a lot of money to suppress this matter, it’s not for my sake. Anastasia’s voice was hoarse.

“Think whatever you want.” Alastor just wanted Anastasia to sign the papers quickly.

“Xavier is best at colored pencil sketches. He takes photos of his drawings with his phone, and after a bit of processing, they end up in this state.” Anastasia still wanted to explain, regardless of whether Alastor would believe it.