Chapter 214
Anastasia gazed at Alastor and remarked sarcastically, “Come on, be honest with yourself. Is there any reason I should trust your
Alastor clenched his lists, feeling heartbroken.
“Well, seems you do feel pain sometimes Anastasia observed, shaking her head in disappointment before walking away, hand in hand with Jason.
After taking a few steps, Anastasia turned in Alastor and said, “Let’s finalize the divorce tomorrow morning. If you fail to appear, I will take legal action against you.”
Anastasia once said she wouldn’t allow anyone to hunt Jason. No matter what happened, she always considered Jason to be part of the family. Alastor’s plotting against Jason had crossed her line, and Alastor had done it more than once.
Jason quietly let Anastasia lead him and glanced back at Alastor with a provocative smirk.
Alastor clenched his fingers, watching Jason, and murmuring, “He must have ulterior motives for getting close to Anastasia”
Kimberly rubbed her forehead and remarked. I saw Jason meeting with your dail. There must be something behind it Jason isn’t as innocent as he
“How can we make Anastasia understand that Jason is dangerous” Kimberly looked at Alastor, worried.
“No need to explain. No matter what we say now, she won’t believe us, Alastor said helplessly
They both knew Anastasia well. She was the kind of person who wouldn’t give up until she faced the impossible. Before Anastasia truly saw Jason for who he was, she wasn’t going to trust anyone else. There was definitely more to Jason than just being an orphan raised by his grandmother.
“Have you met Jason’s grandmother?” Kimberly looked at Alastor and asked.
Alastor nodded and replied, “Jason’s grandmother has Alzheimer’s, and when I visited, she wasn’t clear–headed but kept insisting that Jason wasn’t Jace.”
Kimberly frowned and commented, “She must know something”
Alastor said with frustration. Til visit her again tomorrow. Anastasia won’t listen to me. Try talking to her.”
Kimberly sighed, worried that Anastasia wouldn’t believe her.
Anastasia and Jason approached the scooter parking area outside the mall. Anastasia glanced at Jason’s scooter and said, “Let’s go
Jason looked at Anastasia for a long time before finally asking. “Do you believe me?”
home.”
“You’re my family, so of course I believe you, Anastasia said. Patting the scooter’s backseat, she urged, “Let’s hurry home. It’s cold out Jason chuckled and put the helmet on Anastasia’s head, saying, “Do you want Alastor to drive you?”
“Did you do it on purpose?” Anastasia playfully pinched Jason’s arm and asked.
Jason remained silent and rode Anastasia back home.
“Cold?” Jason asked as he rode slowly.
“A little,” Anastasia said and huddled slightly, hugging herself and leaning against Jason’s back
Jason glanced back at Anastasia but didn’t say anything. He thought, Seems I have to drive next time
Jason, how much more do you need!” Anastasia asked,
She had some savings, including money from the art exhibition. Originally, Anastasia wanted to save it for the baby she was expecting Now, it wasn’t needed anymore.
“You don’t need to worry about it,” Jason said. He didn’t want Anastasia to help.
“Can I invest in you?” Anastasia asked. Then she added, “Or, I’ll support you. You should just give me what I want.”
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Jason slammed on the brake. Anastasia clung to Jason in panic, her heart racing. She asked, “What are you doing?”
“Do you want to support met Jason squinted and asked.
If other women had said things like that, Jason would have felt disgusted, but when Anastasia said it, it almost made him laugh.
Anastasia was quiet for a long time before she replied to Jason, “Yeah, I’ll support you.”
Jason’s body tensed for a moment. Then he turned to Anastasia and asked, “What do you want, my dear sugar mommy?”
“Love. Love me, even if it’s just pretend. Make it look real like you’re crazy about me, Anastasia said and leaned against the back of the scooter, looking up at the sky..
She thought, ‘I might be about to die soon, but I’ve never really felt what it’s like to be deeply loved.
“Life is so dramatic. That’s just how it is.
