Chapter 189: Chapter 189

“What do you think?” Kimberly did not answer directly.

She wanted Jason to give up on Anastasia.

“I don’t think Anastasia will say those things,” Jason remarked indifferently.

“Why?” Kimberly frowned.

“Because I know her better than you.” Jason’s voice was low.

“Aren’t you too confident about yourself, Jason? We have known each other for over ten years. Even if you met her six years ago, you two hadn’t been in touch for many years. I know Anastasia better than you.” Kimberly was a little unhappy.

“The number of years is not equivalent to one’s understanding of another person.” Jason pushed away the lunch box given by Kimberly. “I want to use my own hands and efforts to earn money to support the person I love instead of choosing shortcuts.”

“You’re still too young and haven’t experienced much of society” Kimberly sighed and shrugged. “You will understand it, eventually. Even if I don’t stop you now, you and Anastasia have no future. In any case, Alastor is more suitable for Anastasia than you.”

Jason was silent and said nothing.

“Initially, I was also angry with what Alastor did and wanted to persuade Anastasia to break up with him. However, Alastor came to me a few days ago, and we talked a lot. I think what he said is very reasonable. Alastor still has feelings for Anastasia. At least he doesn’t want to divorce.”

Seeing that Jason was silent, Kimberly spoke again. “Jason, let’s make a bet. Do you think Anastasia will forgive Alastor in the end? Will she be with Alastor again?”

“What do you want to bet on?” Jason glanced at Kimberly.

“If you lose, get together with me.” Kimberly looked at Jason seriously.

“No,” Jason replied curtly in a low voice.

“Are you scared?” Kimberly tilted her head as she looked at Jason. Then, she smiled and said, “Am I that much worse than Anastasia?”

“You’re not bad, but both of you also said the first crush is lethal to a person.” Jason looked at Kimberly.

“Then, why don’t you dare to bet? In fact, you also don’t have the slightest idea whether Anastasia will forgive Alastor in the end.” Kimberly scoffed sarcastically.

Jason lowered his head.

Indeed, he was not sure.

He wondered if Anastasia would eventually forgive Alastor.

However, he would not choose Kimberly even if Anastasia and Alastor got back together.

One could not decide matters regarding relationships on impulse.

Even if he had to guard Anastasia in the shadows forever, he would never choose anyone else easily.

“I heard Louis say you’ve started a business recently. How much money are you short of?” Kimberly asked.

Jason did not answer. Jason stood up and entered the ward to accompany Anastasia.

“Don’t be too stubborn, Jason. Aren’t you tired of working three jobs a day? You have the choice not to overwork yourself.” Kimberly sighed.

Jason ignored Kimberly and went into the ward.

Anastasia lay on the hospital bed.

Anastasia’s face was pale, seemingly having an unpleasant sleep.

She struggled, evidently having a nightmare.

She moaned, “Mom… Stop hitting her, Dad: Stop… Don’t hit Mom. Don’t go, Mom. Don’t go.”

Since childhood, the domestic violence that happened in Zeke’s residence had always plagued Anastasia’s nightmares.

Anastasia moaned again, “Stop it. Don’t go. Don’t leave me alone.”

Anastasia choked. Anastasia was afraid she would be the only one left in the end.

Over the years, she had worked so hard just to survive.

She did not understand how she could be wronged for that.

“Anastasia, you’re an illegitimate child! Your mom is dead, and your dad abandoned you, didn’t he?” In her memories, people nearby would call her illegitimate half-jokingly after Zeke left home to escape his debts.

“Her mother is pregnant with Zeke’s child. I heard that child isn’t even Zeke’s. Zeke had gambling debts, so he married that loose woman because of her money.”

“How shameless of her to get pregnant out of wedlock. Only a gambler like Zeke would take her in.”

During Anastasia’s parents’ period, pregnancy out of wedlock was a heavy sin.

“You’re all talking nonsense. I’m not an illegitimate child,” she countered.

When Anastasia was a child, she would shout at these people and scold them.

As a result, she received more merciless ridicule.

“I’m not! I’m not illegitimate!” Anastasia struggled.

“Anastasia… I’ll always be with you.”

In a trance, Anastasia heard a voice saying they would always be with her.

The warmth of his palm spread all over Anastasia’s body through her cold fingers, giving Anastasia an inexplicable sense of security.

“Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”

Anastasia woke up from her dream and slowly opened her eyes.

Sitting next to her bed was Alastor.