The Bound Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262 

The drunk male coworker didn’t let Harmon off the hook because of his silence. The guy got up, waving his arms around, and said to Harmon, “How about I set you up, mate? A girl from my hometown, just divorced for the third time last month, got two daughters. I’m doing this for you because we’re buddies. But you better move fast. These divorced women are like hot cakes these days. The gender ratio is all outta whack.” 

To introduce a woman who had been divorced three times and had kids? Who the hell would go for that? Generally speaking, the kind of person they introduced to him reflected what they thought of him. In this coworker’s eyes, Harmon could only match with a woman who had been divorced three times and had kids. 

Harmon immediately got pissed off, pushed the guy away with force, “I don’t need it.” 

The coworker staggered, caught by others before he fell. Alcohol could really get his emotions all over the place. He got angry as soon as Harmon pushed him, “You ungrateful sod! I’m trying to do you a favor here and you’re acting like a dick. You’re not even worth having a wife. Can you even afford one? Serves you right getting scammed by those matchmaking sites, you idiot.” 

Harmon was up in a flash, looking ready for a fight, “Say that again. I dare you!” 

The coworker kept provoking him with words. 

Harmon picked up a chair ready to throw down, but everyone quickly stepped in. Alessia tried to calm things down, “Harmon, chill.” 

Then she turned to the other guy, “You, shut up.” 

The coworker was all smug, “Don’t hold him back, let’s see if he’s got the balls.” 

Harmon was fuming, ready to punch the guy despite everyone’s efforts to stop him. Anastasia was scared too, and she tried to calm him down, “Harmon, don’t do anything stupid.” 

In the society of law and order, any fight could lead to being detained for at least a couple of weeks, not to mention having to cover medical bills and compensation. For someone like Harmon from the lower rungs, who could handle that? 

Anastasia’s words somewhat brought Harmon back to his senses. He slammed the chair beside the coworker, making a loud noise. The guy jumped in surprise. 

Alessia seized the opportunity and said, “Get him outta here. He needs to sober up.” 

Everyone quickly dispersed the two of them. The promotion party was supposed to be a good time, but this tiff really soured the mood. The drunken coworker was dragged away to sober up while Harmon sat back down, acting as if nothing happened, and apologized to Alessia, “Alessia, I’m sorry. I got a bit out of hand.” 

Alessia laughed it off, “It’s all good. Let’s sit back down, eat, and drink. We’re gonna drink like there’s no tomorrow.” 

This was just a minor hiccup, and it didn’t ruin the party. But Harmon was pretty much ostracized; no one dared to talk to him. 

The lively promotion party went on until half past ten. Alessia had too much to drink and had to be helped into a car by Evan. 

Outside the restaurant, Christine offered Anastasia a ride, “Anastasia, why don’t you ride with me, I’ll drop you off.” 

“That would be great, thanks.” Anastasia replied. 

“I feel like I owe you one from that car accident when you came to see me at Cloud Mountain.” Christine said, “My car’s over there, let’s go.” 

“Okay.” Anastasia said.