The Bound Between Us

Chapter 34

Anastasia and Herman came from totally different backgrounds, different world’s even. But now, in Anastasia’s eyes, Herman had finally become an equal.

Only those from the same world could be considered equals, right?

She insisted on splitting all living costs, which said a lot about her values. She didn’t want to mooch off others, she was her own person.

Herman had checked on a dating site, and there was indeed a Mr. Alstrom who had a date with Anastasia that day. He believed that Anastasia must have mistaken him for someone else. So, he wanted to continue to understand her world through his current role.

“Mind your own business.”

Flynn did the dishes under Herman’s order and was then kicked out.

Salma and Monica didn’t hang around long after lunch, they left shortly after Katelyn wanted to stay a bit longer, but when she saw she was the only guest left, she took the hint from her son’s look and found an excuse to leave.

After everyone left, Anastasia finally had the time to open the wedding gift Monica had given her.

When she opened the gift, she was glad Herman wasn’t there with her because it was a set of sexy lingerie from Monica.

Anastasia lifted the thin layer of fabric, and thought, “What can this cover, really?” This was totally Monica’s style.

voice came from outside, and Anastasia quickly hid

up?” Anastasia answered while

order me another one of those lattes you

that she thought he wanted to speak about

laughed. “No problem, it’s a vanilla latte from Sam’s

her phone and started to order. “Can you

a

and looked up to see Herman take out

out.” Herman opened a webpage. It was a job posting for

love for design. Even without experience, they

felt like they were tailor–made

designs.” Herman began to explain. Those who can think out of the box, or those with no experience, might design

nodded. “Makes sense.”

information and apply for the interview.” Herman pointed to the

competition is going to be

her. “Get rid of that question mark, you can do

like a warm spring breeze. Anastasia clenched her fists, pumping herself up. “I can do it.”