The Bound Between Us

Chapter 150

After wrapping up Cason’s business, Herman sat down on the leather couch, poker-faced.

The cigarette between his fingers had slowly burned down to the butt, and only when he felt the sting did he stub it out in the ashtray

Herman took another look at Anastasia’s prenatal medical records from a few years ago. Anastasia had seen the doctor every month, and the baby, a girl, was born four years ago in July.

As for the whereabouts of the child now, Salma would likely know. Herman was in turmoil, the news of Anastasia having a child left him feeling like a train

wreck

He knew Anastasia wasn’t a virgin, but the news that she had given birth before came as a shock. He thought back to what Anastasia had once told him, that she suffered from severe depression and had lost a chunk of her memory

He figured that Anastasia’s depression might’ve been tied to the birth of her child.

Herman didn’t know much about Anastasia’s past. From the cold hard words on the documents, he could only gather the surface information, However, he was dead certain about one thing. Anastasia had forgotten her experience of being pregnant and giving birth. Given her character, she wouldn’t have abandoned the child.

to Pattie, a stranger with no blood

when her own life was hard, she wanted to adopt a girl

Anastasia for a check-up, Monica had rushed to insist on being the one to accompany Anastasia,

would find out about Anastasia’s child.

I’m beat. Don’t send me to that godforsaken place rext time” Flynn barged into the office, had just returned from Riverdale and was already venting to Herman. “That place is a wasteland. Couldn’t find a single looker Can’t stand it. Do you know what kind of life I’ve been living? Like a freaking monk, all austere and stuff… How am I supposed to survive?

didn’t respond, nor

Flynn noticed Herman’s mind was elsewhere, he waved his hand in front of Herman’s face. “You look like you’ve lost your soul, did you have a fight with your wife?”

“It’s good you’re back. I have a dinner to attend

just got back, let me rest”

it a traning for you. The dinner is at seven, don’t screw it up,” Herman said, picking up the documents and his phone from the

Night fell quickly.

and then Anastasia’s call came in.

caller ID, Herman frowned

he couldn’t stomach the idea that there might have been a