Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 159

She had experienced this kind of despair too many times in her life.

Her classmates tore up her exercise book and test paper in primary school because of her excellent grades.

She had no mother, and her father also left her. She was a migrant child and also an orphan.

No one supported her, let alone having someone appear in the classroom to protect her suddenly.

In despair, she looked at those who laughed, mocked, tore her books, and trampled her bag. They even called her a rascal who was not wanted anywhere.

The evil of human nature occurred on Anastasia to the fullest extent.

Anastasia didn’t know what she had done wrong.

So she concluded that her existence was a mistake.

At that time, Anastasia lived on the fund of the Director of Women’s Affairs and relief fund for migrant children. Anastasia couldn’t afford to eat most of the time.

She curled up beside the trash can on the street to pick up the bread left over by others, crying until she couldn’t cry anymore. No one showed up and brightened up her world. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

-No one saved her.

In middle school, the bullying didn’t stop. As the only student without parents and no one to protect her, it was common for her to be bullied in class.

Once, her classmate lost her hairpin and insisted on looking through Anastasia’s bag.

Anastasia didn’t allow anyone except her to look through her bag, so rumors started spreading endlessly.

Rumors of her being a thief had been circulating in the class for three whole years.

Now, some people find out about it and write it on the Internet.

She didn’t want others to go through her bag because her mother’s cremation urn was in the bag.

Since her mother died, she carried the cremation urn with her every day because there was no money to buy a burial plot for her mother’s body.

Later on, the student’s hairpin was found, but they wouldn’t even apologize to her

In high school, a good-looking senior pursued her despite the fact she had been very low-key and almost hid herself in the

dust.

Several senior grade girls who liked that senior stopped her in the toilet, saying that she hooked up with the senior and said she was bitchy.

She struggled and resisted, but it didn’t work.

Her classmates saw her being bullied in the restroom and ran away without saying a word. They refused to tell the teacher or speak up for her.

Those people beat her, said that she was shameless and no one would come to save her.

She resisted desperately and frantically beat up a girl. Finally, the school issued her a warning, and they had to call her parents, saying that she got involved in a mutual fight.

She was clearly self-defending.

If she didn’t fight back, those people would remove her clothes and shoot videos of her naked.

She called Zeke crying, and at that time, she still held a glimmer of hope for her so-called father.

She hoped Zeke would come to save her, help her, and vent his anger for his daughter.

But Zeke refused to answer the phone..

At that time, Anastasia understood that it would not work by relying on others.

“Why?” Anastasia held the phone, and her voice trembled. “You promised me.”

She questioned Alastor why he didn’t keep his promise.

“Annie, I’m sorry. I don’t think I can make it. Felicia… Felicia is hurting herself. The wound is quite severe. I’m in the emergency room now.” Alastor tried his best to explain it, hoping that Anastasia would understand.

“You promised me! Why didn’t you come?” Anastasia didn’t want to hear his explanation, so she shouted at Alastor out of control.

She thought, ‘Why?

Why do you lie to me?

Why do you give me hope and crush them again?’

“I want you to come over…” Anastasia didn’t know what she was persistent about.

This was probably not the only time she had been stubborn.

But from childhood to adulthood, she desired the brightness to shine on her every time she experienced the darkness..

Every time, she yearned for someone to show up and illuminate her world, pulling her out of the mire.

“Anastasia, I… I can’t go. I’m sorry,” Alastor apologized.

“Alastor, I want you to come now. Come immediately. If you don’t come today, I’ll see you at the gate of the City Hall tomorrow.” After Anastasia finished speaking, she felt ironic.

“Anastasia, even if Felicia is in the wrong, she’s hurt now, and the situation is critical. This is a human life. Is clarifying the rumors for your mentor more important than a human life?” Alastor couldn’t understand the reason Anastasia was being insensible.