Chapter 217

In the evening, Herman didn’t actually crash in Monica’s bedroom. It was his upbringing and habit.

He was also worried about Anastasia being alone here. So, he chose to hit the sack on the couch. If there was even a peep from Anastasia’s bedroom, he’d hear it.

Monica bunked in the spare room, restless, worried Anastasia might spill some secrets in her sleep. She wasn’t sure if Herman got. wind of anything.

Not many people knew about Anastasia’s secrets. Cason was behind bars, and Salma would surely button her lip. So, the chance of Herman knowing anything was slim.

However, Monica remembered that Cason was locked up after he learned about Anastasia’s secret. The only one capable of pulling that off, was Herman. If Cason made a move in desperation, would he spill the beans?

Monica felt like she was getting a bad case of the jitters. She had a hunch that Herman might know something, but then again, it seemed impossible. If he truly knew something, how could he keep his cool?

Anastasia held the bag and ate the food, asking, “Don’t you have to go to work today?”

When Anastasia woke up, it was already daybreak.

as she opened her eyes, she saw Herman walking in with a takeout bag. She quickly realized this wasn’t her bedroom and was taken aback. She soon

doing here?” Knowing how she could make a fool of herself when drunk, she asked nervously, “When

here. I was worried, so I came over. I ordered some takeout for you, eat

mess. How could she be

on her mind and said, “Later you’ll go visit your mother in the hospital, I’ll drop you off, then head to

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of course she had to go.

Herman dropped her off at the hospital to be with her mother. On the way, Anastasia

didn’t, as they reached the hospital,

a laugh, “I’m fine, you should get to work. You’ve been taking time off and leaving early because of me; it must’ve

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didn’t say more, “Call me if you need

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