The Bound Between Us

Chapter 433

Anastasia hovered at the door, waiting for Herman to end his call before she entered.

“Why are you still up?” Herman noticed Anastasia’s presence, and a flicker of guilt was passing through

his eyes. He quickly ushered Anastasia to the couch, propping her up with a soft cushion. He was

worried she might have heard his conversation.

“Busy with work?” Anastasia asked as she sat down. “Who were you talking to? Was it Dailey? I heard

something about a private detective. Are you hiding something from me?”

Herman crouched down beside her. His lips curled up into a faint smile. “We’ve got a few new projects

in the works, so it’s been a bit hectic at the office. Let me feel our baby.”

He placed his hand on Anastasia’s belly. His gaze was soft and tender. “I hope our little one is

behaving and not giving you too much trouble.”

Anastasia watched Herman for a moment. He had dodged her question about the private detective,

clearly not wanting to divulge any information.

Pressing him further would only lead to an argument. She decided to let it go.

“I don’t know why, but my eyelid’s been twitching all evening,” Anastasia confessed, rubbing her belly.

“You’re probably just tired. Come on, let’s get you to bed,” Herman suggested, helping Anastasia to her

feet. “I’ll stay home with you tomorrow. Flynn can handle things at the office.”

Anastasia felt a sense of relief wash over her at his words. “In that case, I’ll ask Katie to make your

favorite roast goose tomorrow,” Anastasia offered.

“Sounds perfect.”

The next day.

Anastasia woke up late, and when she opened her eyes, Herman was still there beside her. His

presence made her feel incredibly happy.

Herman was already awake, reading a book beside her. Seeing her awake, he put the book aside and

gently asked, “Should I ask Katie to send up some food?”

“I’d rather sleep in a bit longer,” Anastasia replied, glancing at the clock. It was already ten. She

scooted closer to Herman, wrapping an arm around him and closing her eyes. “Honey, I’m not hungry.”

Anastasia’s voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of shyness. She wasn’t quite sure why, but she found

herself more dependent on him than ever. Every day, she eagerly awaited his return. The sound of his

car pulling into the driveway was enough to brighten her day. Herman enjoyed her dependence on him.

He gently stroked her hair. His voice was deep and soothing. “Once the baby’s born, I’ll feed you every

day.”

Anastasia blushed, playfully hitting Herman. “Who said anything about eating you? You’re not delicious,

and I’m not a demon.”

Herman chuckled, pulling Anastasia into a deep kiss. When he finally pulled away, he teased, “But you

are my demon.”

Amused, Anastasia responded, “Well, then I guess your grandma was right. I am an evil witch.”

“I’d gladly fall into your trap,” Herman replied, brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face.

“Once the baby’s born, we’ll have our wedding, then our honeymoon. I’ll make up for everything I owe

you, Anastasia. I want to give you everything you deserve. Whatever other women have, my woman

should have. What they don’t, my woman should still have.”

“That’s very domineering of you,” Anastasia chuckled, snuggling closer to him.

Their tender moment was interrupted by an unexpected visitor.

“Anastasia, you’re still in bed? I brought you some of my shop’s new imported coffee beans. They’re

safe for pregnant women to…” Gianna’s cheerful entrance came to an abrupt halt. Her face was paling

as she took in the sight of Anastasia and Herman’s intimate moment.

Gianna hadn’t expected to find Herman at home, let alone walk in on him and Anastasia in a

passionate embrace. Her unrequited feelings for Herman shifted uncomfortably at the sight.

Swiftly regaining her composure, she joked, “Sorry, I didn’t see anything. Carry on,” before exiting the

room. The smile fell off her face the moment the door was closed behind her.

Inside the room, Anastasia was equally surprised by Gianna’s sudden appearance. Her face flushed in

embarrassment. She gently nudged Herman. “We should get up…”