The Bond Between Us ( Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 822

Tavon was stunned into silence, unable to come up with a single retort.

He stammered, “Y-you… you have feelings for your brother-in-law? That’s just wrong, Sandy. It’s… it’s not right. It’s against everything decent.”

“Decent?” Sandy snorted, rolling her eyes. “Dad, you spend half your life thinking about that woman from Riverdale. Is that supposed to be decent? That’s not breaking the rules?”

“Watch your mouth.” Tavon’s temper flared. “My business isn’t your concern. And look at you since you got out of the hospital—what have you become? Honestly, you were easier to deal with when you were still in there. At least you didn’t give me so much grief.”

“Oh, I get it. You’d rather I’d never left. Or better yet, that I’d just died. That would really make things easier for you, wouldn’t it?” Sandy’s gaze was icy as she stared him down. “Yeah, you all wish I was gone. If you didn’t want me, why’d you even bother having me? Nobody wants me, nobody cares if I live or die. Why bring me into this world at all?”

Her voice was thick with resentment. Ashley and Tavon had both turned their backs on her, left her to fend for herself, and she’d never let go of that grudge.

Tavon looked bewildered. “How can you say that? How have we not cared about you? When you were sick, you were in the hospital for years. Your mom and I were worried sick, searching everywhere for a bone marrow donor—”

“Oh, searching?” Sandy let out a harsh laugh. “My brother was a match, and you hid it. You wouldn’t let him help, even when I was dying. You just stood by and watched. Don’t pretend you were trying to save me.”

Suddenly, Tavon got it. “You think we just let you die? Sandy, you and your brother are both our kids. Asking him to donate… it’s not an easy thing to do. We tried everything else first so he wouldn’t have to go through that. Your mom and I did all we could. How can you see it any other way?”

Sandy just rolled her eyes. She wasn’t buying any of it. Gone was the sweet, obedient Sandy—she was in charge of her own life now.

“Let me ask you something, Dad. If you’d been a match, would you have done it? Would you have saved me?” Her gaze was sharp and unwavering.

Tavon hesitated, then said, “Of course. You’re my daughter. Of course I’d save you.”

But it was all hypothetical. He could say whatever he wanted—he didn’t have to prove a thing.

Sandy didn’t believe a word of it. Her tone was cold. “Dad, if you just came here to yell at me, don’t bother. I’m busy. I’ve got a meeting soon. Why don’t you head home and enjoy your retirement? Just don’t show up at the company unless you absolutely have to.”