The Bound Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127 

In no time, the property management staff found the information of the owner of room BD2 

“Got it Jot this phone number down on your phone the staff said. 

“Okay thanks” 

Anastasia took out her phone, inputting in her contacts each number the staff read out loud. As she entered the phone number, it started to feel eerily 

familiar to her 

When she finished inputting the whole number, the contact that popped up on her phone was labeled my Mr. Salstrom, which took her by surprise 

Why on earth would the owner’s phone number be the same as Hermans? She must have entered it wrong. 

Anastasia said with a smile, “Could you read it again? I think I messed up.” 

“Sure” 

The staff read the number again, but still, the same number came up: Hermans. Anastasia listened carefully this time. There was no way she could’ve 

made a mistake. 

Bewildered, Anastasia asked, “What’s the owner’s name?” 

The staff glanced at the computer screen showing the owner’s information and said, It’s Herman. Didn’t your husband tell you?” 

Hearing Herman’s name. Anastasia was shocked. She couldn’t believe it and rushed to see the information on the computer herself 

Everything was correct. The number was right, the name was right. 

She couldn’t put into words how she felt right now. Herman had lied to her. The house wasn’t rented, it was bought by Herman. 

She clearly remembered Herman saying the house was rented, with a monthly rent of 8500 

All lies, everything was a lie. 

Anastasia couldn’t understand why Herman would lie about renting the house. Was he afraid shed have her eyes on it? Was he trying to protect himself? 

Her mind was a mess, and her emotions were all over the place. She walked out of the property management office in a daze, holding her phone but not daring to call and confront him. 

The house in Harmony Meadows, over a hundred square meters, also cost over ten million. They had rushed into marriage, so he was probably trying to protect himself, worried she’d go after his pre-marriage assets. Anastasia sat on a bench in the community playground, bathed in sunlight, quietly sitting alone 

Monica called, and Anastasia answered listlessly, “Hello, Monica” 

Monica asked, “Where are you? Why haven’t you come over? We were supposed to do facials today” 

“Monica, I’m not feeling well. I’ll pass today, maybe next time. Anastasia’s voice was weak and spiritless.. 

After hanging up. Anastasia saw Herman’s number in her contacts and couldn’t resist calling him.