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The Bound Between Us

Chapter 169
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Chapter 169

Gianna’s last words packed a punch. They totally blew Joey’s dreams of getting back together with her

out of the water.

Divorce was tricky, but if the husband kicked the bucket, things got a lot easier. She could inherit

everything they owned.

With that, Gianna turned on her heels and walked away. Not even the cops could stop her

“Gianna, Gianna.”

Joey was getting antsy. He tried to hop over the railing to chase after Gianna, but he took a fall. He

tipped backwards, let out a yelp and splashed in the Serenity River.

“Joey” Carmen, not able to handle the shock, passed out.

The onlookers took a sharp intake of breath and let out a gasp. Anastasia was spooked too. Gianna

was still standing there like a deer caught in the headlights.

A bunch of cops were hanging over the railing, looking down.

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Luckily, when Joey took the plunge, there were cops waiting with a life cushion under the bridge. Joey

just passed out for a bit He wasn’t in any mortal danger. Everyone let out a sigh of relief at this.

Joey was quickly hauled out of the Serenity River by the cops and taken to the hospital. The crowd of

onlookers, under the cops’ direction, started to scatter

However, Joey’s dive into the river stirred up a lot of chatter online.

Cynthia was also freaked out when Joey look the plunge. Her legs felt like jelly. Salma supported her

and told Anastasia, “Ana, I’ll take her home. You should comfort Gianna. You’re cousins after all, gotta

stick together”

“Got it.” Anastasia hailed a cab and sent them off, then walked towards Gianna who was still frozen in

place.

Anastasia asked, “You mentioned grabbing coffee last time. How about we do that now?”

Gianna’s emotions were all over the place. She needed to go somewhere quiet, and she needed to let

everything all out. Half an hour later, they ended up in a quiet bar. They didn’t drink coffee though, they

went for booze

Anastasia wasn’t really a drinker, so she ordered juice to keep Gianna company.

Gianna ordered a drink and downed it one gulp after the other. She vented through alcohol gulps. “Not

a single good person in that Edmunds family. When they found out I couldn’t have kids, Joey’s parents

despised me. Now that they know that woman’s child isn’t Joey’s, they’re begging me to take him

back.”

Anastasia asked, ‘Both kids aren’t Joey’s?”

Gianna had mentioned she wanted to look into it, and it turned out to be true.

“I don’t know about the one still in her belly, but the one that’s been born is not Joey’s. Gianna smirked.

‘Serves Joey right. He spent years raising another man’s daughter. Bet he’s regretting it big time now.”

As Gianna talked, even she, who was always so tough, started to tear up. She had loved Joey

wholeheartedly for eight years. All she got in return was betrayal, deceit, and selfishness.

Gianna wiped the corner of her eye and said, “A few days ago, I heard Joey went to the hospital for a

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check-up. He might be sterile. Otherwise, he wouldn’t use such a drastic measure to beg for my

forgiveness. He also kicked that woman out.”

“That’s just revolting.” Anastasia took a sip of her juice.

If a woman couldn’t have kids, the husband’s family would be chomping at the bit to get a divorce,

claiming they needed an heir. But if a man couldn’t have kids, they’d do everything in their power to

keep the wife, using morality as a weapon.

Gianna saw Joey for who he really was now. Anastasia raised her glass. “You’ve wasted eight years,

but at least you’ve woken up now. I hope you escape this mess soon and start a new life”

Gianna raised her glass. “Thanks” This was the first time she truly thanked Anastasia.

The old Glanna looked down on Anastasia. She admitted, “I used to mock you, look down on you, and

saw you as nothing more than a poor relative. What could you possibly have that’s better than me,

other than being smarter and prettier?”

Anastasia laughed. “I’m still poor, but at least I have those two things going for me, which is one more

than you. Aren’t you just richer than me? I used to look down on you too, thinking you’re too full of

yourself because you’re a little rich, and incredibly rude.”