The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman)

After being locked up for months, Julie finally got a clue and learned to play the game.

Why wouldn't she follow the lead if this guy could help her out?

Asher let go of Julie and said, "Hold on just a bit longer, and you'll be a perfect masterpiece for Herman."

Julie, anxious, asked, "Will he fall for me then?"

Asher chuckled, looking at Julie like she was some kind of joke.

Julie had killed Granny Anita and manipulated her into killing Herman's son, yet she still thought Herman could love her.

If that's not messed up, what is?

Asher smiled and assured her, "Yes, he'll let you have your way."

Julie laughed maniacally, "I'll do anything you say from now on, just help me get my revenge."

The air was thick with the scent of blood, and Asher was satisfied with the hate burning in Julie's eyes.

She was his perfect weapon.

Julie thought of her child, "What about my son? Where did you take him?"

"You don't need to worry about him," Asher replied. "From now on, act like you never had that child."

Julie's heart ached. Even if she didn't want him, he was still hers, born of her own flesh, and she hadn't even had a chance to really see him. This time, Julie stayed silent and asked no more.

...

Anastasia was heading home when she heard a baby crying from a trash bin along her path.

Curious, she went closer and was shocked to find an infant discarded in the garbage.

The baby was clearly newborn, pitiful to anyone who saw him.

Anastasia quickly scooped up the baby, checking him over-he seemed normal, with a strong cry, showing no signs of illness.

A healthy boy, thrown away like trash?

Seeing such a tiny baby reminded Anastasia of her own child, who had passed away too soon.

It's a cruel world where some people struggle desperately for a child while others throw theirs away without a second thought.

With a heavy heart, Anastasia carried the baby home. He stopped crying as soon as he was in her arms, as if they were meant to find each other.

The little one puckered his lips, clearly hungry.

Once home, Anastasia sent the nanny to buy formula and a bottle.

Pattie came bounding downstairs, curious, "Momma, why's there a baby? He's so tiny! Is it a brother or a sister?"

"A brother," Anastasia smiled. "Momma found him. Isn't he adorable?"

"So cute!" Pattie beamed, thrilled at the idea of a new sibling.

The nanny returned with the formula, and Anastasia prepared a bottle for the hungry baby.

He latched onto the nipple and gulped down the milk eagerly.

As Anastasia fed the baby, Pattie sat close by, gently holding his tiny hand, her eyes filled with affection.

When Herman came home, he was greeted by this heartwarming scene: Anastasia tenderly cradling the baby, smiling as she fed him, with Pattie playfully engaging the little one. Herman had often dreamed of such moments-if their son had lived, Anastasia would have been a gentle and capable mother, just like this.

He couldn't help but pause and watch before approaching, "Where did this child come from?"

"Daddy, you're back!" Pattie exclaimed happily. "Momma found him. Isn't he adorable, Daddy? Look at his tiny nose and hands."

""Found him?" Herman turned to Anastasia.noveldrama

After the baby was fed, Anastasia explained, "I found him in the trash bin outside our complex on my way back. He's a healthy child, must've been born recently."