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The Bound Between Us

Chapter 265
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Chapter 265

Julie was up to her old tricks again. She just couldn’t accept that Herman married Anastasia. By social

standards, Anastasia would never fit in as the lady of the Salstrom family. After her plan with Kitty fell

through, Julie came up with this new scheme.

On the other end of the phone, Julie, hearing the good news, smugly said, “Don’t worry, I’ll take good

care of you. This must stay under wraps.”

“Got it.” The woman replied.

Riverdale.

Anastasia sat alone on the living room couch, gradually calming down and starting to think carefully

about the photo. What she could be sure of now was that the other party knew she existed, deliberately

provoked and stirred up trouble.

She hadn’t met many of Herman’s friends, and they hadn’t thrown any big parties. They just got a

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marriage license, so those who knew they were married must be people very familiar to them.

Those people were familiar and hostile towards her. As Anastasia considered it, she quickly thought of

one person, Julie. Even if the woman in the photo wasn’t Julie, Anastasia guessed that the matter must

have something to do with her.

The woman in the photo had an obvious plastic surgery face, Anastasia believed that Herman would

not like such a woman. From the photo, it seemed like Herman was drunk, which could have given

others an opportunity.

With this in mind, Anastasia no longer cared who was causing trouble. She looked at the photo again

and found a card on the bedside table, which had the name

of the hotel written on it..

Anastasia zoomed in on the photo to see: Regal Palms Hotel.

She immediately looked up the Regal Palms Hotel in Crescent Bay online, and indeed found it.

Anastasia checked the route, from Riverdale to Crescent Bay, it would take three hours by car. Women

in marriages were like Sherlock Holmes,, even a small clue could lead them to the answer.

Knowing where Herman was, Anastasia decided to go to Crescent Bay to find him. It was now half-past

eleven at night. If she drove there, she could reach Crescent Bay around three in the morning. Instead

of being anxious all night, Anastasia chose to go there alone.

Anastasia changed her clothes, picked up Herman’s Chevrolet keys left at home, and told Salma. In

order not to worry Salma too much, she had to lie that she was going to Monica’s place.

Anastasia drove alone to the Regal Palms Hotel in Crescent Bay. The night traffic was sparse.

Anastasia sped all the way, her mind filled with thoughts of the photo. She was energetic and felt no

fatigue.

When she was about a 80 miles from Crescent Bay, Anastasia stopped at a highway service area for a

rest, buying some snacks and water to replenish her energy. As she returned to her car, she passed by

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a large truck parked in the service area, hearing the sound of a man and woman having sex coming

from the truck. Anastasia felt embarrassed, she didn’t want to eavesdrop on them, but as she hurried

away, she heard the woman in the truck chuckle, “Next time you go out, you have to take me with you.”

“Who else would I take if not you? My wife at home?” The man hastily said, “Baby, I really miss you. I

took you with me every time I had driven out these past three years. After this job is done, I’ll buy you a

gold necklace.”

“Thank you, my love.” The woman said.

Then, sounds of lovemaking followed.

Anastasia, who happened to be passing by, felt a pang of sympathy for the truck driver’s wife. She had

heard before that men driving long distances or working on construction sites were the most likely to

cheat. They played lovey-dovey couples on site, and when they were out delivering goods, they had

pretty women in the truck with them. Ninety percent of the time, these women were not their wives, but

their mistresses.

Men were the creatures least able to withstand loneliness.

Anastasia got back in her car, took a sip of mineral water, and couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous. If she

drove hundreds of miles only to find Herman with another woman, what would she do?