The Bound Between Us

Chapter 29

Herman watched as Anastasia disappeared into the hustle and bustle of the Night Market. The crowd was so thick he couldn’t see her at all.

Even though he hadn’t known Anastasia for long. Herman could feel her sincerity.

Nodding in agreement, Herman said, “Duncan, you’re spot on. A good wife can bring prosperity to a family”

Duncan chuckled. “Mate, cherish her. I think you guys are a match made in heaven. Oh, by the way, Anastasia didn’t mention you got married. Here’s a little something from me”

ཡོ ༈ ཋ ཋརྗ ཥཾ རོ

Duncan pulled out a small gift box, inside was a present he had bought for just 20 bucks. Although it was only worth 20 bucks, it was a week’s worth of his meals and his kid’s medical bills.

The gift wasn’t heavy, but the sentiment was.

Herman tried to refuse. “Duncan, you’re too kind. Keep it. We appreciate your gesture, but you need that money for your kid’s treatment.”

“Come on, take it.” Duncan stood up, took a drag from his cigarette, and said, “Anastasia has helped us out before. I can’t afford much, but I insist you take this. Otherwise, it would sit wrong with me.” It was a man’s pride.

Herman held the wrapped gift, it felt unusually heavy for such a small box.

the gift, lit the cigarette Duncan had offered him, took a puff, and coughed a few times. The smoke was pungent and

“Hey, you’re not a regular smoker, are you?”

“I guess, I

was a straightforward guy, and they started chatting about this and

latte and two cups

get close, Herman smelled something foul. “Anastasia, what

on the small table. “You’ve never tried it, right? It might look scary, but it’s really tasty. Give it a try! Also, I got a vanilla latte from the street cafe, I wasn’t sure which

never drank latte from street vendors, he always preferred freshly ground coffee and

in discomfort. “Are

encouraged him, “Just give it a try. Trust me, it’s

juice close to his face, almost spoon–feeding him. Herman held his breath, glanced at the stuff in the cup,

Anastasia.

him with expectation, so it was hard

his breath, Herman took a tiny sip, his

laughed. “Isn’t

the disgust, quickly took a sip of the vanilla latte, and said, “The latte’s pretty

didn’t fancy the frog

him. “You have your latte first, then I’ll get you another drink.”