âOh, I see.â Anastasia laughed weakly.
Alastor only admitted that he misunderstood who the babyâs father was, not that he misunderstood her as a promiscuous Woman.
âIf it werenât for what you did, I wouldnât have misunderstood that the baby is not mine.â Alastor sounded a little panicked as he made excuses for himself.
Feeling suffocated, Anastasia took a deep breath.
âSince you misunderstood me this time, then can we divorce?â Anastasia inquired softly.
âAnastasia, I told you that weâre not getting divorced for the time being.â Alastor had no idea why he was delaying.
âWhy do you have the say about our divorce?â Anastasia couldnât hold back her emotions. âWhen I begged you not to divorce, you did everything you could to force me to. Now, Iâm not begging you anymore. Iâll let you go so you can be with Felicia. I donât want anything else; Iâll leave this marriage without taking anything. All I want is to divorce.â
âDo you want to do that so you can take my child and live with Jace?â Alastor was furious. âCome back now.â
âYour child? Have you ever admitted that the child is yours?â Anastasia asked sarcastically.
âAnastasia, Iâm sure youâve heard the story of âThe Boy Who Cried Wolf.â I have to be responsible for myself,â Alastor told Anastasia seriously. He had to ensure his interests because he didnât trust her.
Anastasia had made Alastor draft a will and asked for shares, so it was difficult for Alastor not to overthink.
Not wanting to explain further, Anastasia clasped her hands tightly.
From Alastorâs point of view, she was not trustworthy at all because she was a woman of loose morals.
âWhen are you going to divorce me? At least give me a date,â Anastasia said in a low voice.
âYouâre bearing my child, and you must stay in the Lopez residence until the baby is born. Leave the baby to me after itâs born. By then, I will agree to divorce you if you want.â Alastor was using the child to make Anastasia stay.
Even though he didnât love her, he still refused to let her go.
âI still stand by my point. I can agree to your request, but you must promise to attend my art exhibition.â
Anastasiaâs voice was hoarse.-
âAnastasia, why are you so obsessed with the art exhibition? Over the years, youâve gained enough fame as Mrs. Lopez in the Lopez Group. Now, your reputation is quite poor. Youâll suffer if you hold an art exhibition now,â Alastor said impatiently.
It was clear he didnât want Anastasia to hold this art exhibition.
The comments about Anastasia on the internet were polarized, and there were many extreme people out there.
Anastasia would be hurt if she insisted on holding an art exhibition.
Those netizens had already thrown eggs at the door of their company.
If this continued to escalate, Anastasia wouldnât be able to withstand the pressure of public opinion.
Even though the issue had been suppressed temporarily, the netizens refused to accept it.
âI must hold an art exhibition.â Anastasiaâs voice was firm.
t to compete âAnastasia, this isnât about the art exhibition, is it? You just with Felicia, right?â Alastor thought Anastasia was too superficial.
âFeliciaâs art exhibition is important as it is her first after returning from overseas, so I need to attend and support her. Thatâs why youâre asking me to attend yours. What are you trying to prove? Do you want to prove that you are better than Felicia? Or show the media that our relationship isnât that bad?â
In Alastorâs opinion, Anastasiaâs every move Anastasiaâs eyes turned red, and she held calculated.
quilt tightly.
She thought, âWho am I to him? Iâm Alastorâs wife. We havenât divorced, but he claimed to the public that we have. Now, heâs going to attend his mistressâ art exhibition openly, yet heâs questioning my intentions. This is so ridiculous.â
âFine. I am pulling tricks. I just donât want a mistressâ art exhibition to turn out successful. Felicia and are holding our art exhibitions at the same time. Are you coming to mine or hers? If you are not attending mine, I will get an abortion.â
Since Alastor thought she was playing tricks, she decide.â
to go âAnastasia! Why did you become like this?â Alastorâs rage grey with the flow and threaten him.
Anastasia flashed a mocking smile. âWhy did I become like this? Havenât I always been like this?â
In Alastorâs eyes, she was a scheming bitch from the beginning; meeting him, getting close to him, and marrying him were all part of her plot.
âI wonât go back on my word. If you donât come, I will abort the child,â Anastasia reiterated and then hung up the phone.
She wanted to live for a little longer, so she had to stay away from Alastor.