The Bound Between Us

Chapter 885

Sandy was completely unhinged—she actually leaned over and offered Anastasia

her other cheek, practically inviting another slap.

That smug grin on Sandy's face, the wild glint in her eyes—it made Anastasia

think, This woman is out of her mind.

Way more unhinged than Julie ever was.

"You're insane," Anastasia snapped, then landed a sharp slap on Sandy's other

cheek.

Now both sides of Sandy's face were red and swelling.

But Sandy just let out a reckless laugh. "Anastasia, want to hear all the juicy

details about me and your husband? I was there when they pulled him out of that

tunnel. When he woke up, he didn't remember a thing. I told him I was his

girlfriend—he believed me. He followed me back to Willowbrook, we stayed at

Villa Floradale, and every night we were tangled up together. Did he tell you

nothing happened between us?"

Sandy rambled on, feeding off the cracks forming in Anastasia's expression.

She'd always hated how Anastasia trusted Herman like he could do no wrong.

Sandy didn't believe anyone should have that kind of trust in another person.

She was sick of hearing people talk about how perfect Anastasia and Herman

were together—she wanted to blow up the illusion for everyone to see.

There's no such thing as forever love. There's only forever self-interest.

"He came to Willowbrook to find me, you know? Want to hear what he said?"

Sandy's eyes sparkled as she watched Anastasia. "He begged me to stay away

past. He's

me and Herman at Floradale—not even

vague and suggestive Sandy got, the more rage

for the first

walked off, satisfied. She'd gotten

chill had sunk right into her bones.

she slipped away on

like a turtle

had no idea how to face

supposed to

between him and Sandy

take that away.

Inside the party—

way too long.

start to wonder what was going

she ran off—her pride couldn't

texted him: Monica needed something,

Just enjoy yourself.

Monica

read the message, brow furrowed. He was

something was off.

walked over. "Mr. Salstrom, I just saw Sandy

Morton Group here—"

voice was cold, with

Anastasia left in a hurry, it had

—

In the lounge—

the ladies touched up their makeup

bites of hors d'oeuvres and

was there, pressing an

her swollen

Sean was

her

he saw her

nearly lost it.

found out Anastasia had hit her, he was furious, vowing

in her place.

satisfied. "Totally

her. That's