The Bound Between Us

Chapter 363



Chapter 363

Anastasia was pregnant, which cemented her throne as the leading lady of the Salstrom family. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Julie’s heart seethed with jealousy. If she couldn’t have Herman, she wouldn’t let Anastasia have him either.

After hanging up on a call with Grannie Anita, Julie phoned Joseph, “Anastasia is pregnant. I need you to figure out a way to get her out of the Salstrom family, and to make Herman despise her.”

The news took Joseph by surprise on the other end of the line. “Oh? She’s pregnant? This is getting more interesting.”

“Joseph, you promised to help me become Mrs. Salstrom. I’ve changed my mind. No one else should get what I can’t have. I believe you hate Herman as much as I do,” Julie sneered. “You don’t want to be overshadowed by your half-brother forever, do you?”

At her words, Joseph’s expression changed. He showed a wicked smile. “You’re not as stupid as I thought.”

He had underestimated Julie, who had even managed to dig into his background.

“Joseph, we are on the same boat now. We share the same goal. I have never been so humiliated. I was rejected by a man over and over. I will make Herman regret his decision.”

Born into a wealthy family and exposed to cut-throat business schemes since childhood, Julie was far from naive.

A man named Joseph, was offering help without expecting anything in return? Something was fishy. Finding out about Joseph’s background was not difficult for Julie, and Joseph had not concealed it.

Joseph grinned in satisfaction. “I admire your ruthlessness. Here’s to a fruitful partnership.”

“Didn’t Anastasia have a child out of wedlock before? If that child resurfaces, things will certainly get more interesting.”

This time, Julie was smart. No matter what she did behind the scenes, Herman would notice. So, she decided to use Joseph as a pawn to achieve her goal.

Born with a silver spoon, Julie would never tolerate Herman’s humiliation, let alone losing to Anastasia.

Joseph smirked. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, as the old saying goes.”

Over the next few days, Anastasia was in the hospital, ensuring the safe growth of her baby.

Being pregnant, Anastasia was treated like royalty. Salma and Katelyn sent her all sorts of delicious food to nourish her body. Whenever she went to the restroom, Herman would stand guard outside. When she picked up her fork to eat, he had already served the food into her mouth.

Amused, Anastasia said, “Herman, I’m pregnant, not disabled. Do I really need to be fed?”

“I can’t bear the hardships of pregnancy for you. These are the least I can do,” Herman insisted, “Open your mouth.”

Obediently, Anastasia opened her mouth. “I want peanuts and fish…”

She didn’t hesitate to keep Herman busy. Seeing him run around to satisfy her every wish, she felt incredibly blessed.

Just then, Cynthia and Gianna arrived.

“Having lunch?” Cynthia smiled. “We heard you are hospitalized, Anastasia. How are you feeling now?”

The news of Anastasia’s pregnancy had reached them through Salma. Upon hearing the news, Cynthia couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy. Anastasia had not only married into a wealthy family, but also was now expecting a child. Such luck was hard to come by.

Cynthia didn’t want to visit, but out of familial obligation, she decided to drop by. After all, Anastasia was a wealthy lady; she might need her help in the future.

Gianna felt a pang of envy at Herman’s affection for Anastasia. She concealed her feelings, and smiled as she said, “Congratulations, Anastasia. You’re going to be a mom.”

Anastasia was pleased to see them and warmly received them. “Please, take a seat. I’m much better now. I should be able to go home

tomorrow.”

“That’s good to hear,” Gianna replied. Her smile was slightly forced.

As she spoke, Gianna couldn’t help but steal glances at Herman. Her heart raced each time she looked at him. She had a deep sense of guilt. After all, she was falling for her cousin’s husband.


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