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The Bound Between Us

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Chapter 459

In the days that followed, Anastasia stayed in the hospital for treatment. She took her meds, went through the

tests-everything the doctors ordered-without any complaints.

Herman found her compliance both heartbreaking and worrisome.

After the initial shock of learning that Grannie Anita was responsible for the loss of their baby, Anastasia

managed to keep her emotions in check. She had a meltdown at first, but then she pulled herself together.

Herman could sense how desperately Anastasia wanted to get better. She was itching to get out of the hospital.

He had a pretty good idea of what she wanted to do once she got out, but he felt powerless to stop her. He didn't

have the right.

After the miscarriage, Anastasia's close friends-Lauren, Alessia, and Christine-visited her at the hospital.

She was in a bad place, mostly silent. Not even Pattie's presence could cheer her up.

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Everyone mourned the loss of the baby deeply.

Tavon rushed to the hospital as soon as he heard the news. His voice echoed down the hallway before he even

reached the room. "Anastasia, don't be too upset. You can have another baby. Just take care of yourself..." Salma

intercepted him before he could step inside.

"Don't disturb Ana's rest," Salma warned him. "She's not in a good mood. Don't bring up the baby and upset her

more."

"How's Ana doing? Is she any better?" Tavon asked, worried. "I'm her father, | have to care for her. Where's my

son-in-law? Where is he?"

"Are you here to see your daughter or to find your wealthy son-in-law?" Salma shot back, her face stern.

"Of course, I'm here for my daughter," Tavon clarified quickly. As long as Anastasia was okay, his connection to

the Salstrom family was secure.

"It's alright that the baby's gone. Just take care of yourself, and everything will be fine with your husband. You'll

have other children," Tavon tried to reassure her, without even asking why Anastasia had miscarried in the first

place. "Are you out of your mind, Tavon? What do you mean it's alright?" Salma retorted angrily.

At that moment, the sound of shattering glass cfrom the room. Anastasia had overheard their argument

and, out of frustration, had smashed a cup. She was struggling to keep her emotions in check.

Realizing things were getting out of hand, Salma told Tavon to leave. "She doesn't want to see anyone right

now," she said before heading back into the room and closing the door behind her. Tavon had no choice but to

leave. He'd done his part by visiting.

At the hospital entrance, Tavon bumped into Herman. He quickly put on a sorrowful face and said, "Son-in-law,

I've heard about what happened. You both are still young, there's still a chance for another baby. Just take care of

yourselves." Herman nodded, his face blank. He'd been struggling with his own grief and hadn't been sleeping

well. His bloodshot eyes and unkempt appearance were a stark contrast to his usual self.

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If Tavon weren't Anastasia's dad, Herman wouldn't have even acknowledged him.

"Alright," Herman muttered and walked away. Tavon understood that their relationship wasn't the most important

thing as long as the outside world remained unaware of their tension. Herman brought sfood for Anastasia.

He walked into the room carrying the food just as Salma was preparing to leave.

"Ana, I'll go hnow. Pattie is alone at home. If you need anything, letknow and I'll bring it next time,"

Salma said.

Then she turned to Herman and added, "Son-in-law, take care of Ana. I'm leaving."

Herman replied, "Alright, take care, mom."

After Salma left, Herman placed the food on the table. Anastasia watched him silently.

He handed her a fork. "Eat something. Even if you're upset, you need energy. Without food, you won't have any

strength."

Anastasia didn't take the fork. She looked at him and asked coldly, "Our baby is gone, Herman. Don't you think

we owe it to him to find out what happened?"