Chapter 297

After asking that question, Anastasia was a bundle of nerves. She was a little scared, afraid that he had been deceiving her from the get-go. Her gaze was glued to him, not missing any of the expressions on his face.

Their eyes locked in a silent battle, and Herman’s lips tightened. He, too, felt a twinge of anxiety as he was put in the hot seat. He took his sweet time before finally admitting in a deep voice, “Yes, the guy you had the blind date with, it wasn’t me.”

Anastasia blinked, her gaze a complex mix of shock as she stared at Herman. He admitted it, he wasn’t her blind date. In other words, he admitted that he had been deceiving her all these months.

Anastasia felt as if something was lodged in her chest. She felt like crap. She managed a self-deprecating smile as she said,”So, you’ve been playing me from the start.”

Even though she had already suspected it, hearing him admit it was a tough pill to swallow. The mundane happily-ever-after life she thought she had, was a total

sham.

voice low. “Anastasia, I didn’t mean to play you.”

me at Cafe Bliss, you knew I got the wrong guy. Was that not intentional, too? Just who are you? Why did you do

couldn’t refute that, he had been lying to her from the

you needed a hundred more to cover it up. He couldn’t even remember how many lies he had told her over these months. Now, Herman decided to come clean. Things had come to a head, and there was no other choice. He looked

at him in disbelief.

stepped into this mansion, she knew he wasn’t an average joe. But hearing he was the head of

rumored secret wife of Mr. Salstrom was her? Her husband, the heartthrob that Lauren Mill was chasing after? The man she

felt like a dream to Anastasia, too incredible to believe. Anastasia, keeping her cool, forced a smile. “Herman, are you pulling my leg? How could you be the head of Elysian Technologies? Why would

could a high roller like him marry her? Weren’t rich people supposed to marry within

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