âAlastor, Iâm not your possession. Iâm a person with feelings.â Anastasia pointed to her heart. âYou hurt me so much, and yet youâre still asking me why Iâm holding on to these feelings.â
âIs it impossible for us to start over?â Alastor asked in a low voice.
âLetâs end this.â Anastasia felt tired of the relationship.
Alastor remained silent and looked at Anastasia.
However, Anastasia turned around and walked to the subway, ignoring Alastor.
Her marriage had really come to an end at this point.
Anastasia looked up at the night sky, feeling her breath become heavier.
It had been four years since she met Alastor for the first time.
She trusted him wholeheartedly, but he squandered her sincerity.
Life offered numerous possibilities, and she had merely made a wrong choice among them, and that was all.
It was late, and there werenât many people at the subway station except for a few staggering drunken individuals.
Anastasia subconsciously tried to avoid them.
âWhy are you avoiding me?â A drunkard seemed to be unhappy with Anastasiaâs dodging.
âWhy are you avoiding me?â Drunk people tended to target those they perceived as vulnerable. It was human nature.
There were several tall men beside Anastasia. They also moved aside, but the drunkard only pointed at Anastasia and scolded her.
Anastasia didnât want to provoke the drunkard, so she turned sideways and was about to leave.
However, the drunkard rushed over.
âGet lost!â
Anastasia was startled and turned around to see Alastor grabbing the drunkard and pushing him away.
Anastasia frowned and continued walking as if she didnât know Alastor.
She didnât want to get involved with Alastor anymore.
âWhy are you following me?â Anastasia looked at Alastor angrily when she got on the subway.
âI said I would send you home. Itâs not safe for you to be alone,â Alastor replied in a low voice.
âWhen are we getting a divorce certificate?â Anastasia asked.
âDonât you want me to go to your art exhibition?â Alastor changed the topic.
Anastasia frowned and thought, âIs he going to play dumb?â
âAre you going?â Anastasia asked.
âYes.â Alastor nodded.
âFelicia is also hosting an árt exhibition on the same day. Are you sure you want to attend mine?â
Anastasia asked, seeking confirmation.
âYes,â Alastor said, loosening his tie as he leaned back in his seat. âIf you want me to attend, I will.â
âI was hoping you could join. After all, this is my last art exhibition, but it doesnât matter anymore.â
Anastasia suddenly felt that it was not so important anymore.
Life was short anyway, so the end was not important.
âAnastasia, Iâm sorryâ¦â Alastor suddenly said.
Anastasia was momentarily stunned and unsure of his intentions.
âAbout Sienna and Xavier fabricating the photos, Iâve misunderstood you. Sorry.â The police had informed Alastor about Xavierâs confession, and it was evident that Alastor was somewhat taken aback.
Because of the photos, Alastor had misunderstood Anastasia for so many years.
Anastasia clenched her hands tightly.
She thought, âSorry? Whatâs the point of apologizing?â
âAnastasia, if Sienna broke the law, you should leave it to the police instead of handling it yourself. Do you understand what Iâm saying?â Alastorâs gaze was deep and worried. âJason is an impulsive person who ignores the law. I donât want you to be influenced by him,â he added.
Anastasia frowned and didnât know what Alastor would say next.
âNo matter your relationship with Harold, itâs all in the past now. You were young back then, and I believe you were deceived. But you shouldnât engage in illegal activities with Jason because he sent a video. He has a history of being impulsive and was in a juvenile detention center. You shouldnât act recklessly.â Alastor was concerned that Siennaâs disappearance might be connected to Anastasia.
Anastasia furrowed her brow and gazed at Alastor. âDo you believe I had something to do with Siennaâs disappearance?â
âI hope itâs not, but I suspect Jason is involved.â Alastorâs gaze bore into Anastasiaâs. âAfter Sienna vanished, I had someone look into it. When news of the incident went viral, Jason tracked her down.
He forcibly entered her home, and then she disappeared.â