The Bond Between Us ( Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 807

Anastasia’s story had everyone in stitches—not laughing at her, but genuinely tickled by how hilarious their first meeting was. You couldn’t help but feel the spark between them.

She laughed along, her eyes shining as she remembered those days. Everything back then had just felt so right.

With a confident smile, Anastasia looked around and joked, “Listen, I’m a sucker for a handsome face. If any of you met a guy that good looking, you wouldn’t have let him go either. So, of course, I didn’t let him slip away! That very day, I dragged him to the courthouse and we got married. Honestly, when we walked out with our marriage certificate, I was so dazed. I mean, I’d just married a guy I’d only met once!”

Someone from the crowd hollered, “Mrs. Salstrom, how did you get Mr. Salstrom to agree to marry you so fast?”

Anastasia grinned, half-joking, half-serious. “Maybe he’s just as shallow as I am.”

That cracked everyone up again. Tonight, Anastasia was showing the whole city a new side of herself—a woman with a sharp sense of humor, tons of confidence, beauty, brains, and a fearless heart.

Every word she spoke was being broadcast live, not just to the thousands packed into the square, but also to people glued to their TVs or pausing in front of giant screens all over town.

Her easy grace was magnetic—even Sandy, hidden in the crowd, couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.

Monica, Anastasia’s best friend, was bursting with pride. Her girl was absolutely killing it.

Anastasia went on, “I know what everyone’s thinking: Herman’s rich and handsome, so I must’ve married him for his money, right? But let’s be real—you fall for someone because they have something special. Herman has looks, brains, and a big heart. I love him, sure, but does that mean I’m only after his wallet? Come on. No one falls in love because the other person is broke, boring, or treats you badly. Ladies, we’re looking for a husband, not doing charity, and we’re definitely not saints here to save someone with ‘pure love’…”

People nodded and chuckled—it was the kind of truth everyone knew but rarely said out loud.

She flashed a mischievous smile. “So here’s the truth—I love his money and his looks. Sure, it started with his face, then his talent got me, and in the end, it’s his character that made me stay. Honestly, you could offer me the whole world, and I’d still choose him.”

While Anastasia reminisced, Herman finally arrived at the square. He jumped out of the taxi and stared at the massive crowd. There was no way he could squeeze through.

His heart was pounding. He could hear Anastasia’s voice over the sea of people and pushed forward, calling out, “Excuse me, please, let me through—I’m Herman!”

But after everything that had happened, no one believed it.