The Bound Between Us

Chapter 535

The wedding reception was buzzing with excitement, champagne flutes clinking, and laughter echoing through the hall when everything took a shocking turn. Julie, visibly pregnant and with a fiery look in her eyes, stormed towards Joseph, who was blissfully unaware of the chaos unfolding behind him.

Joseph, leading the way to the dance floor, didn't catch on until Feiman, eyes wide with panic, shouted, "Joe, watch out!"

Alerted by the warning, Joseph spun around just in time to see Julie's hairpin plunging toward his chest.

"Go to hell, you jerk!" Julie screamed as she thrust the pin with all her might.

The guests gasped in horror, frozen in shock. Herman furrowed his brow, holding Anastasia close, while Flynn let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. Even Devin had to admit his daughter was acting recklessly.

Joseph looked down at the hairpin resting against his chest and let out a mocking laugh. "Seriously? It's like you think we're in some trashy soap opera. A hairpin to take me out? You really need to get your head checked." His words were arrogant and mocking, but true.

Anastasia, who made jewelry for a living, knew that hairpins were designed to be harmless, with rounded, smoothed edges to prevent injury. Considering the layers of clothing Joseph wore, it would have been a miracle if the pin even scratched him.

The tension that had been thick as fog dissipated with Joseph's quip, and the urge to laugh or scoff was almost irresistible.

Julie hadn't even managed to scratch Joseph and now stood disarmed and ignored, except for Joseph's consideration of her pregnant state. He was cold, but not brutal.

quickly

breath, "Looks like I've been watching too many cheesy dramas myself. I actually got scared for a

she knew the hairpin was harmless,

sirens filled the

the charge, striding in with a team of four,

walked to the entrance just in time to see Monica

you here?" Anastasia called out,

Julie's wedding, only realized where she was when

fault, dragging me out of bed this morning to crack a case. He treats me like a police dog, threatening to lecture me on

"Why do

me to dog food, if that's what

out, wrapping up Julie's arrest

to attention, called

can see, I'm getting chauffeured in style by police cruiser now. Cool, isn't it?" Monica joked,

smiled, "You've got a