The Bond Between Us ( Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 847

That afternoon, as they talked about taking the kids out, Anastasia brought up something that had been bugging her about Autumn.

“Babe,” she said, “Mrs. Walker’s been trying so hard to get on Mom’s good side, right? So why is she so cold toward Emmie and Nancy, but seems to absolutely adore Daria? Doesn’t that strike you as odd?”

It was obvious Katelyn wasn’t a fan of Daria—her feelings showed on her face, and Autumn couldn’t have missed that. Yet, Autumn acted like she really liked Daria. It all felt a bit backwards.

To make things weirder, Daria clearly wasn’t keen on Autumn either. So why the sudden affection from Autumn?

Herman folded his arms, thoughtful. “People don’t just like or dislike others for no reason. If it feels strange, it’s just because we haven’t figured out the reason yet. Once we find it, everything will make sense.”

“So what’s Mrs. Walker’s reason for liking Daria?” Anastasia wondered aloud. “When she first met Daria, things were tense—Daria was pretty standoffish, even lashed out at her.”

“Try to think back,” Herman suggested. “Was there a specific moment when Mrs. Walker’s attitude shifted? Usually, there’s a small clue.”

Anastasia replayed the scene in her mind: Autumn had been asking about Daria, and Katelyn casually mentioned, “That’s Joseph and Julie’s kid.” Right after that, Autumn’s expression changed, even if just a little.

What was it about that comment that made Autumn react?

She felt like she was on the verge of figuring it out, but the answer kept slipping away.

Seeing her struggle, Herman squeezed her hand. “Don’t stress about it, it’s not worth it. Let’s focus on something fun. Should we catch a movie tonight, or maybe after dinner, go for a walk at the night market?”

“Yeah, let’s go to the night market after dinner, walk off the food and just enjoy the evening,” Anastasia agreed, letting go of her worries. If Autumn didn’t like her kids, she’d just ask Katelyn not to bring them along next time. She barely knew Autumn anyway—maybe that’s just how she was.

“Perfect. Night market it is,” Herman said with a grin. “I still remember that place pretty well.”

Anastasia laughed. “Let’s see how much you actually remember. Not that it really matters.”

“Deal.”

After dinner, the two strolled hand-in-hand down the lively street, the city lights twinkling around them. When they reached the front of TeaTimes, the local bubble tea spot, they both blurted out, “Let’s grab a milk tea!”

They burst out laughing, sharing a look only couples in sync can share. Anastasia had a weakness for bubble tea—just passing by was enough to tempt her.

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