The Bound Between Us

Chapter 283

This was as awkward as it got.

Anastasia hurriedly wriggled out of Herman’s arms in embarrassment, while Gianna turned away bashfully. “We’re out of tissues in the room, I’ll go grab some,” Gianna mumbled, avoiding the pair’s gaze.

Anastasia quickly offered, “There are tissues on the coffee table, I can get them for you.”

“I got it.” Gianna grabbed the tissues and made a beeline for the bedroom, not wanting to disturb them any further.

Once Gianna had disappeared into the guest bedroom, Herman turned to Anastasia. Why is your cousin here?”

Getting some alone time was proving to be a real mission. The three-bedroom apartment was just too cramped. Herman wished he could whisk Anastasia off to his mansion right away. He hadn’t lived in Salstrom Manor before marrying Anastasia, preferring his own villa where he lived solo. He’d recently had it renovated. It would be ready by the beginning of next month, just in time for his company’s anniversary celebration. Then he could come clean to Anastasia and bring her to their real home.

“Hush!” Anastasia put a finger to her lips and beckoned Herman back to their room. “Joey’s family has been giving my cousin a tough time tonight.”

Anastasia filled him in on the situation. Herman asked, “Did you get hurt?”

He didn’t really care about anyone else. In a full-blown family brawl, Anastasia could easily have been hurt trying

it up.

bumped

Anastasia’s shirt before she could object. “Is it the left

left,” Anastasia answered obediently.

spotted a red mark on her left waist and

he was making a move on

her, Herman teased, “Honey, I just meant you should lie down for me to apply some ointment. What were you thinking?”

and retorted,

another,”

ointment, Anastasia sat on the edge of the bed, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. Herman always fussed over her, even for the smallest cuts and scrapes. Sometimes, she thought he was overreacting, but his caring

for you even when you merely furrowed your brows. Those who

back with the ointment, he locked the bedroom door. “Why are you locking the door?” Anastasia asked.

Herman replied, gesturing for her

previous incident was indeed a bit

ointment in his palm, and then applied it