Chapter 67
It was just an ordinary job. But according to those people, Anastasia became a female university student who was kept as a lover and toyed with by rich people.
Anastasia wanted to laugh, and she had explained it before.
But in the eyes of those people, she was just defending herself and making excuses.
No one believed her except Kimberly.
Just like Alastor now. No matter how much Anastasia explained to him, he felt that she was making excuses.
“Actually, you can always just bring Felicia here. Anastasia walked out of the restroom and stopped hiding. She thought, “It was Felicia who did something shameful, not me. So why should I hide?”
“Do you think it’s more embarrassing to bring along a disgraceful mistress like Felicia than to bring me?” Anastasia smiled ironically.
Alastor valued his reputation. On this occasion, bringing a mistress like Felicia would be more disgraceful.
Alastor rubbed his eyebrows and scolded Felicia in a low voice. “All right, stop creating a scene. You до back first.”
“Anastasia, why are you still pretending? What’s so great about you? Don’t you know your own reputation? Who in your school doesn’t know about the shit you did outside? You know clearly the relationship between you and Mr. Quinn of the Quinn Group. You know it well that Alastor will only be laughed at if he brings you along to attend this event, Felicia shouted at Anastasia arrogantly.
Anastasia stood there silently for a long time.
“What’s the relationship… between you and Zachary?” The corridor was extremely quiet. Alastor took the initiative to speak, yet it was him questioning Anastasia about her relationship with Zachary.
“Don’t you have an answer in your heart?” Anastasia responded with a sarcastic chuckle.
She thought, “You’re already doubting me. Thus, is it even necessary for me to explain?”
“If you think I’m embarrassing you, I can leave.” Anastasia shrugged. She didn’t care at all. After all, she didn’t want to come at first.
Feeling slightly powerless, Anastasia turned around with a smile.
“You’d better disappear now” Felicia clicked her tongue. “Look in the mirror and see what kind of person you are, won’t you? You’ve caused Alastor a lot of trouble over the years. Because of you, Alastor-
“Enough!” Alastor reprimanded Felicia. “Stop it.”
Felicia lowered her head aggrievedly and snorted coldly.
Anastasia stopped in the same spot, clenching her hands tightly. Her eyes reddened briefly before she turned around and looked at Felicia. “No matter how much I look in the mirror, I’m still Alastor’s wife. We are still a legal couple with a marriage certificate. Who do you think you are? Do I need you to reprimand me? Are you a disgraceful mistress or a bitch with no moral bottom line?”
After Anastasia found out she was ill, other than feeling sad and despair, only a few people could make her tremble with
anger.
Yet, Felicia always had that ability.
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