âI want a result. We agreed on this.â Anastasia would never compromise.
In the end, Alastor agreed to have a DNA paternity test with the âmiscarriedâ fetus.
While waiting for the result, Anastasia sat quietly on the bench.
Alastor was also silent. Alastor probably hadnât figured out how to explain it to Anastasia yet.
âEat it while itâs hot.â Jason ran outside and bought Anastasia a hot chocolate and a chicken wrap.
He didnât even need to ask to know that Anastasia definitely didnât eat breakfast.
âHave you eaten?â Anastasia asked.
Jason nodded. âYes, I have. Eat up.â
âDid I delay your work?â Anastasia looked at Jasonâs clothes, which were not his home clothes.
She heard that Jason was starting a business recently. Jason likely still didnât have enough funds on hand, so he was working several jobs.
âItâs okay. I have asked for leave and can stay with you all day today.â Jason helped Anastasia take the cap off the hot chocolate.
Alastor sat by the side and frowned at Jason and Anastasia. Alastor would think that Jason was deliberately trying to please her, but it was true that he had never done these things for her before.
But Alastor didnât understand and sneered. âAre these so-called detailsâ important, or is a material foundation important?â he thought.
âAnastasia! Anastasia!â
At the elevator entrance, someone was hysterically shouting Anastasiaâs name.
Anastasiaâs eyelids twitched. Anastasia could tell from the voice that it was Naomi.
It seemed that Felicia had called Naomi.
âAnastasia!â Seeing Anastasia sitting on the bench, Naomi rushed up and gave her a slap.
Anastasiaâs nose began to bleed as her ears buzzed loudly.
âWhatâs wrong with you?â Jason panicked and held Anastasia in his arms, wiping her nose with a piece of tissue.
âYou bitch. You aborted the baby yourself, and you even caused Felicia to miscarry her child. How could you be so vicious?â Naomi raised her arm to hit Anastasia again.
âMom, thatâs enough!â Alastor grabbed his motherâs wrist and stood in front of Anastasia with a dark face.
âWho told you to come here?â Anastasiaâs cheek was swollen badly. Anastasia was really unlucky today. Alastor slapped her in the face, but it wasnât enough. Now, his mother had also slapped her.
Anastasia took a deep breath and bore through the dizziness as she questioned Naomi.
âWhy are you so vicious? You killed my two grandchildren just for a cat. You murderer.â Naomiâs hysterical cries were obviously full of hatred.
âAnastasia is not the person who pushed Felicia,â Alastor said in a low voice. âThatâs enoughâ¦â
âYou are still protecting her and speaking up for her. Anastasia is going to ruin you,â Naomi screamed hysterically.
Alastor took a deep breath. Alastor was able to understand how suffocated Anastasia must have felt being falsely accused. âAs I said, the person who pushed Felicia down the stairs was not Anastasia.
The police have already got the surveillance camera footage. If you donât believe me, you can go and see them.â
âI donât want to look at it. She is the one who killed my grandson, and she has to pay for it.â Naomi was still making trouble out of nothing.
Alastor couldnât really do anything. Alastor grew up under the influence of a mother like her.
He grew up in an unhappy family without a father.
Perhaps it was because of this that Alastor became more dependent on the warmth brought by Anastasia to his home, but he didnât cherish it.
âAlastor, this kind of woman has to pay with her life! Youâre still spoiling her. You better divorce her now and let her leave the marriage with nothing. Kick her out of our family,â Naomi ordered.
âFelicia is much better than her. You are divorcing her now and staying with Felicia!â Naomi truly liked Felicia from the bottom of her heart.
Anastasia could tell.
Felicia was good at coaxing people. Felicia seemed to have coaxed Naomi so well that she couldnât think straight.
âIf you donât divorce her, Iâll end my life. This kind of woman doesnât deserve to stay in the Lopez family,â Naomi cried and shouted.
âAll of them are using their deaths to threaten me,â Alastor thought.
Alastor felt so pressured that he was almost out of breath.