The Bound Between Us

Chapter 236

Herman had a sixth sense about women, always knowing just what to say and do.

After taking a shower, Anastasia changed into the peach-colored dress. She put on some lipstick to give her face a pop of color, looking fresh and vibrant.

By the time Anastasia was getting ready, the food had already arrived from the restaurant.

Monica was the first one to arrive, bearing gifts. She came in smiling, “Ana, Salma, wishing you peace, health, and a worry-free life. I brought some oranges. Hope you guys like them.”

Herman was loaded, so he didn’t need a thing. Buying oranges was practical, as they can enjoy them after dinner.

Anastasia took it with a smile, “Thank you, Monica. When did you become so polite? You used to come empty-handed.”

Salma agreed, “Yeah, you don’t have to bring anything next time. Just come over.”

Monica glanced at Herman, jokingly said, “Your husband personally invited me this time. How could I show up empty-handed? Next time, I won’t bring anything. These oranges are super sweet. Try one.”

Monica handed out some oranges to everyone and picked two best ones for Pattie, “Sweetie, here are some oranges for you. Smile for me.”

Pattie gave a sweet smile.

Monica chuckled and pinched Pattie’s

chit-chatting when Katelyn and others arrived.

taken aback by the three people standing at the door. The extra person was Feiman,

he heard that we

over with a smile, “Herman, what are

there was a man she

and it was better to keep the lie going. One lie was

“Uncle, come

got married, but this was Feiman’s first visit. In his mind, his son should have brought his wife to see him first. It was improper for him, as

should, checked out the house, and whispered to Katelyn, “This place is too small. Even our

Feiman discreetly, “Watch it. If you mess up this dinner, you can sleep

that girl, living in such a small place. They haven’t even

for him to have a wife

getting married, he doesn’t even have

that.” His biological parents had become an uncle and aunt. If not for fear of

called out, “Uncle, Aunt, dinner is ready.”

Feiman into

was small, a bit cramped with seven adults and a child. There weren’t enough seats, so Anastasia brought

squeezed in together. Feiman had never experienced such a crowded dinner, but for the sake of

glanced at Feiman, “Would you like some wine?”