The Bound Between Us

Chapter 550

Anastasia rested her chin in her hands and sighed, "I never thought I'd end up taking over the company. The Mortons are a weird bunch, and my dad's illness was so sudden. Now, it all depends on whether Sandy will loosen the reins. From what I've seen, Sandy seems to

be the one in charge."

"The one who almost died from leukemia, right?"

"Yep." Anastasia groaned, rubbing her aching lower back. "Let's see when they decide to show up tomorrow. Herman, my back's killing me."

"I'll give you a rub," Herman offered. "Soak your feet first, then head to the room. I'll work on your back."

Just what she needed.

"Sounds perfect."

Anastasia dried off her feet with a contented smile, about to slip on her shoes when Herman bent down and scooped her up in his arms. "You think I'd let you walk even this short distance?" Their suite had a cozy bedroom and a living area, with two beds in the bedroom.

Herman gently laid her on one of the beds, and Anastasia sprawled out face down. "Ready when you are."

Ever since her car accident years ago, Anastasia often suffered from back pain. During her pregnancy, the added weight only made it worse, and she struggled to walk for any length of time. Herman straddled her calves, lifted her shirt up carefully, and warmed his palms before starting the massage.

be cold against

the bed, her mind drifting to the day they had signed their

had together was hard-won, and

said, "I talked to

bit. "How did

considered having a wedding and

with pride, straight through the front door of the Salstrom estate," Herman's voice was earnest

to face him, lying on her back. "And what did your dad say? Did

make." Herman continued to massage her sore legs as he spoke. "My dad's come around

she had hurt Grannie Anita

minus the ten for old age, and then cut in half for the nights, leaving only fifteen years. Take away the time we spend apart for work, the misunderstandings, the occasional catch-ups with friends, and the

Anastasia's heart flutter. "Where did

from. What's in my heart is unique and true," Herman said with a deep, resonant voice. "I want to cherish every minute with you, so that when we're old, we

on the bed, their position laden with intimacy. If it weren't for Anastasia's time of the month, sparks

I might not be able to get pregnant again. I think

it with my dad. If our marriage in the

his son, once he

of life. I don't want to be trapped in the dark for the sake of societal