The Bound Between Us

Chapter 287

The folks at HR didn’t exactly know why; they just knew it was a top-down decision to let Harmon go. Considering Harmon was always busting his chops at work, they said, “We’re just carrying out orders) Don’t you have a clue why they’re giving you the boot? On the bright side, you got two months’ severance. You can hunt for a job somewhere else.”

Harmon was genuinely clueless about why he was canned. He thought about the near brawl he had with a colleague at a promotion party, and his past stalking of Anastasia. He was sure his termination had something to do with these incidents, but he wasn’t sure who stabbed him in the back.

With his severance in hand, Harmon dragged himself to the break room, changed his clothes, packed his things and left. He couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret. Upon leaving, he paused at the entrance and took one last look at the company building.

At this moment, the male colleague with whom Harmon had clashed at the promotion party happened to pass by. He saw Harmon holding something and mocked him, “Ha, got the axe, huh? Need help finding a job? Security guard positions are open in my neighborhood, and you seem like a perfect fit.”

Harmon shot the guy a withering look. “Back off.”

“Well, are you mad? Gonna deck me now? Aren’t you scared of the pokey? Come on, take a swing,” the guy taunted, “Chicken.”

to rumble. Another colleague quickly pulled the guy away, “Why are

a murderous glare,

feeling pretty lousy when his phone rang. It was the dating site, “Mr. Alstrom, are you free? Ms. Jewell

asked, “Is this Anastasia, the one you introduced me to before?”

person from the dating site replied cheerfully, “Are you free tonight?”

Suds, I’ll be there on the

emotions. On one hand, he felt that Anastasia was a scammer. On the other, the thought of a date with her made

him and wanted to marry him. He was certain he could be a better man than her husband.

snatched up his severance, and went shopping for a new outfit, followed by a trip to the barbershop. The barber took advantage of Harmon’s good mood and managed to sell him a bunch of products with flattery. “Sir, you’re quite the looker. If