The Bond Between Us novel Chapter 800

Sandy was the kind of woman who knew exactly what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to do whatever it took to get it. She was sharp and decisive, with a cold edge that ensured Herman wouldn't get a chance to strike back. She’d snuff out any such opportunity before it even arose.

That’s what set her apart from Julie and Gianna; she wasn’t one to go easy. Her top priority? Herself. Despite her constant battles with illness, having brushed shoulders with death countless times, Sandy didn’t fear dying. Yet, paradoxically, she clung to life with fierce tenacity.

Herman’s gaze was icy as he looked at her. “I’m listening.”

Sensing the tense atmosphere, Sean decided to stick around, worried that Herman might try to harm Sandy.

Sandy noticed his reluctance to leave. “Why don’t you take a walk, Sean? I've got some things to discuss with George.”

“I’m staying right here,” Sean replied, planting himself firmly in his seat.

A smile played on Sandy’s lips. She didn’t want Sean to see her darker side. But his stubbornness made her reconsider; if things went south, she'd need someone to take the fall.

Sandy sat down on the sofa, gesturing for Herman to join her. “George, why don’t you sit down? I’ve got some photos to show you, maybe they’ll help jog your memory.”

She handed him a stack of photos she’d already prepared. They were genuine, showing Anastasia and her children, Emmie and Nancy, from a celebration that felt like a cozy family gathering. Anastasia looked stunning, and the children were the picture of innocence. Herman, standing beside Anastasia, looked every bit the proud father.

When Herman looked at the photos, his pupils contracted sharply. It was as if some powerful force had slammed into his heart. He picked up the photos, his gaze intense, a sense of familiarity washing over him, coupled with a pounding headache. But he couldn’t, for the life of him, remember who these people were to him.

Sean was equally shocked to see the photos. He shot Sandy a questioning look—was she really going to lay it all out for Herman? Revealing Herman’s true identity could have disastrous consequences.

They’d kept it under wraps for months, and Sandy had been adamant about it. What had caused her to change her mind overnight and rush over to spill the beans?

Sean was sure there was more to this than met the eye.

Herman clutched the photos tightly, his voice hoarse with emotion. “Who is this woman? Are these… my kids?”

Could he really have a wife and children?

Sandy smiled gently. “It seems you truly can’t remember anything, George. You can’t recall who I am to you, or who she is. Even if I told you she’s your wife, could you accept that? Would you believe it?”

Her words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Herman reeling. “And those kids… are they mine?”

“Can you really tell what’s true and what isn’t?” Sandy chuckled. “George, if I’d told you from the start that we don’t know each other, would you have believed me? You doubt that I’m your girlfriend, so why would I have saved you? I was there when you needed help.”

Her words left Sean bewildered. She seemed to be saying everything and nothing at the same time, leaving the truth just as ambiguous as before.

Herman’s lips curled into a faint smile. After a moment, he regained his composure, studying Sandy anew. “Whatever our relationship might be, I have to admit, you’re impressive.”

In both cunning and courage, Sandy was no ordinary woman.

“Thank you for the compliment,” Sandy replied, embodying the grace of a socialite as she stood up. “Is there any tea in the room? I’m a bit thirsty, and we have a lot more to discuss. Let me get us some tea, and we can continue our chat.”