The Bound Between Us

Chapter 4

Anastasia could no longer move the huge box, her hands were losing strength. Just when the box was about to hit the ground, a pair of hands suddenly held it up, and a deep voice sounded from above.

“Let me help you“.

Anastasia looked up, and the man before her handed her his umbrella, took the large box from her hands, and started moving toward the residential area. She was stunned for a couple of seconds, then quickly snapped back to reality, hurriedly catching up to the man to hold the umbrella for him.

Herman had done his homework on Anastasia, so he knew exactly where she lived and skillfully managed to haul the box to her apartment building, leaving it by the elevator.

“Thank you so much, Anastasia expressed her gratitude. “I really don’t know how to thank you. If it wasn’t for you, my stuff would’ve gotten soaked. I can give you some money, or maybe treat you to a meal.”

Anastasia had face blindness and was also myopic. She forgot to wear her contact lenses that day, and her glasses were left in the car, so she didn’t recognize the man in front of her. The man who had been her husband for a few days.

If you counted carefully, they only met for an hour that day. They hadn’t communicated at all in the past few days.

She was truly grateful for the man’s help. If the stuff had fallen and gotten wet, the loss would’ve been significant.

Herman gazed deeply at Anastasia, saying, “You don’t have to give me money, or treat me to a meal. Just invite me up for a glass of water.”

In the middle of the night, a strange man was asking to enter her home, Anastasia understood what that meant. She immediately eyed the man suspiciously, any goodwill she had for him evaporating, “I’m… I’m married”

completely forgotten. You’re aware you’re married.”

to her, saying, “Well then, have

his handsome face was up close, Anastasia’s eyes widened in surprise,

forgot his name.

He sighed. “Herman.”

“When did you get back?”

in another city Herman explained, standing tall. I’ve been busy these past few days, so

“It’s It’s alright.”

can see

he was there or not, it didn’t matter to her. Anastasia probably hadn’t adjusted to the fact that she

him

wear my glasses, and it was dark, so I didn’t recognize you. I didn’t do it on

sticking to her skin, and perfectly outlining her figure. Her features were delicate, her eyes bright, and she

off his coat to drape it over her. “Go change

and

hide somewhere, then asked, “Your clothes are wet too.

as she asked, Anastasia regretted it.

every subtle change

was completely different from the socialites he usually interacted with. She was like a wildflower growing on a cliff, unassuming, but resilient