The Bound Between Us

Chapter 243

Anastasia didn’t elaborate too much, she just gently caressed Pattie’s forehead with a smile and let her go play at the next table, even ordering a juice for her.

As they sat down, Anastasia cheerfully asked, “How have you been these past years?”

“Me? Ever since I started this line of work, it’s been nothing but tough.” Melinda looked decidedly nonchalant, then added, “Give me a couple more years to make some money, then I’m heading back to my hometown. My mom’s getting on in years, she isn’t well, and has to go to the hospital often. I need to earn more for her treatment.”

“Do you have a younger brother?” Anastasia couldn’t quite remember. She only had a vague recollection of something like that.

“Yeah, I have a younger brother. He graduated from college last year and found a girlfriend. They’re already discussing about getting married.” Melinda’s face seemed to cloud over with bitterness and helplessness as she spoke of her brother.

Anastasia got back to the point, asking, “Melinda, you remember the club we joined together, right? You must remember what I did there then. Was I also… doing that?”

Anastasia found it difficult to talk about and even harder to accept.

You didn’t do the work inside the rooms. The manager saw you were pretty and tried to get you to accompany clients a few times, saying you

breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good then.” She’d been worried for days, scared that she might have had sex with clients in the past, which made her

the private rooms. After that incident, I

just a naive young girl stepping into society. She always remembered Anastasia’s kindness. If it weren’t

her family’s financial

glanced at Pattie who was playing with Barbie dolls at the next table, her lips curling into a

happily married can look like that. You’re so lucky to have found a good husband.” To this day, Melinda hadn’t dared to dream of getting married. Given her circumstances, where could she find a good man? She didn’t think

one.

Herman, “I just recovered from an illness, then my mom got hurt, and the kid needs to go to school. All the pressure is on my husband. He’s having a tough time, but he

such a good man? Anastasia, you’re really

phone rang, “Anastasia, I

“Sure.”

to the next table to keep Pattie company, not listening in on Melinda’s call. She didn’t know what was said on the other end, but Melinda’s composure suddenly crumbled. Melinda