Chapter 4


    (Some say a man’s love for you as determined by bow math be destes prou]


    Felicia posted on her bare in beng a photo of an empty bed.


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    For now, she did not dare publicly reveal ber reliasetup with stor on Instagram


    ther for was it to posted to


    Lanz on her bed Aasasa had a poseblee


    Shey quietly for a long time her bands and feet trembling


    As she contemted her circumstances, the came to the realization that there was little worth clinging


    to.


    Her mother had long passed away, and her father had remarried. Her stepmother did not treat her well


    leaving behind childbood traumas that made her fear men at one point.


    Otherwise, pven her appearance, she wouldn’t have had to resort to blind dates and hasty marriages


    Inhaling deeply. Anastas led her hand to touch her cheek, finding tears there.


    Ste was shedding tears born from anger.


    In the grand scheme of life and death, everything seemed insignificant. Yet, she had truly loved stor.


    Anastasia eded an Instagram post and uploaded it


    Her capoon read. [Springtime is here, and thus little one at home is entering her beat cycle again.


    Tomorrow, I’ll be taking her for spay?n?r The apanying image featured her Ragdoll cat


    The cat


    as beautiful. It had blue eyes and was adorable and affectionate.


    Anastasia adopted the little Ragdollst winter and named it Snowball Snowball was attached to


    stor.


    Since stor had expressed his aversion to children. Anastasia had chosen to care for this Ragdoll cat


    in lieu of having


    children


    Felicia’s Instagram post, which highlighted that a man’s love for a woman was gauged by his desire for


    her, struck a chord


    Throughout their four–year marriage. stor’s sentiments toward her had seemingly remained


    consistentlyckluster. Despite their arracable itimacy, it was bereft of passion


    Perhaps making love required love first before passion could ignite.


    That night. astasia could not sleep.


    Four years


    How many more cycles of four years did she have left in her lifetime?


    Ever since marrying stor, she had genuinely poured all her feelings into the rtionship.


    Anastasia chuckled sarcastically. Since she could not sleep, she went ahead and sent Felicia’s profile,


    name, and photo to her childhood friend


    Anastasia’s best friend studied in Atharia and attended the same school as Felicia.


    Her best friend reped Hey, isn’t this my senior? She’s a social butterfly and has quite a reputation. She


    could charm angone and went all out to pursue a handsome guy in our ss.]


    Commonally Mrastasia’s best friend, Kimberly Castillo, knew Felicia.


    Arastam wrote back [She’s stor’s ex–girlfriend. She now works in stor’spany, and he


    cheated on me. Right now, he’s in her bed]


    As Anastasia typed the message, her hands trembled.


    Within that concise text by a multitude of implications


    On the other end, Kimberly fell silent. The chat box showed that she was typing, deleting, and typing


    again.


    After a long while, she finally sent one word: [Darrin!]


    Anastasia grasped the main point right away and inquired: (You said Felicia pursued a handsome guy


    in your ss?]


    Kamberly found herself uncertain about how to console Anastasia. Her instinct was to reprimand, but


    she tried to restrain hervil at that moment. berly wrote: [1] show you a photo of him. Wait for me. I’ll


    book a flight back. I had nned to


    s like Ill have to return sooner than expected]


    In no time, Kimberly sent a photo.


    In the photograph, the man stood tall, easily distinguishable in a group of seven or eight individuals. His


    aura was radiant and he possessed a handsome appearance, reminiscent of a male celebrity seen on


    television.


    Moreover, Anastasia felt he looked somewhat familiar.


    Anastasia pondered momentarily, then typed: [Is he from Hork too? Can you help me get his contact


    information?] [Sure! When I get back, I’ll personally expose that goody–two–shoes!] Kimberly’s


    response carried a fierce and determined


    aura.


    Anastasia rubbed her eyes and felt a little pain. [I have a n. Don’te back yet. I’ll go to Atharia to


    find you.]


    Kimberly replied with an excited emoji: [Got it!]


    Anastasia touched her nose, and it started bleeding again.


    She texted once more: [What’s this guy’s background like? Is it better than stor’s?]


    “His name is Jason Gunn, and he’s quite mysterious. His specific family background is unknown. Some


    specte that he is the scion of the Gunn family, the most prominent family in Hork, but Jason has


    never admitted it.” Kimberly sent a voice message directly.


    “Okay. Give me all the information on this scion in three minutes.”