The Bond Between Us novel Chapter 469
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In Chapter 469 of The Bond Between Us novel, the narrative takes a riveting turn, plunging readers deeper into the intricacies of Anastasia and Herman's evolving relationship. As the couple grapples with the shocking revelation of their shared past, the town of Riverdale becomes a backdrop for both confrontations and moments of quiet introspection.
Chapter 469 opens with Anastasia attempting to piece together the fragments of her forgotten memories, haunted by the striking resemblance of their daughter to a past she never knew she had. The quaint charm of Riverdale transforms into a landscape of uncertainty as Herman, determined to unearth the truth, confronts Anastasia with questions that demand answers.
Herman’s touch was gentle, and as the warm water touched her skin, Anastasia’s eyes started to fill with tears.
Turning her face away, Anastasia couldn’t bring herself to look at Herman.
After washing her hands and wiping her forehead, Herman took off his scarf and wrapped it around her neck. His voice was low and calming. “Don’t worry, love. I’m here. We’ll get the hospital to say you were mentally unstable, and we’ll have the family sign a letter of understanding. Everything will be alright.”
Hearing this, Anastasia stared at him in disbelief. “Are you out of your mind? I killed your grandmother. I’m a murderer. Are you seriously defending a murderer? You don’t blame me? You don’t hate me?”
Anastasia couldn’t wrap her head around Herman’s actions. Even now, why was he still on her side?
At this moment, Anastasia felt like she couldn't figure Herman out at all. His deep, mysterious eyes hid something, but what?
Herman wrung out the bloody towel in the washbasin and scrubbed it clean. “Don’t worry about your mom and Pattie. I’ll take care of them. Just hang in there for a few days; this will all blow over.”
“Herman, are you even listening to me?” Anastasia said urgently. “I killed your grandmother.”
“I know.” Herman’s grip tightened on the towel, his eyes locked onto hers. “My grandmother and my son are dead. Do you think anyone sees my pain? Do you think I don’t want justice for my son? More than anything, I do. But she was my grandmother, the woman who raised me. Now, my wife is in trouble. Anastasia, tell me what to do.”
As he spoke, Herman’s eyes reddened. His jaw tensed up, and his face twitched with emotion. A bitter, mocking smile flickered on his lips. When had his life turned into such a drama?
Who could he blame?
Who could he resent?
Who could he hate?
Anastasia saw the agony in Herman’s eyes, and her heart ached too.
Clasping her head in her hands, Anastasia broke down, sobbing.
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