The Bound Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273 

Was Herman the type to let ten bucks go to waste on a game? Hell no! The man was a businessman, and he didn’t do deals without profits. With the nine rings left in his hand, each one snagged a plush toy with pinpoint precision. Be it big shark, Spongebob, Doraemon, Pink Panther or Pikachu, each throw was a hit. 

The stall owner stood by, amazed. He’d lost quite a bit in this round of games. 

Anastasia was over the moon. Pikachu in her left hand, a shark plushie in her right, she was the envy of the onlooking kids. With all these stuffed animals, she couldn’t possibly carry them all by herself. So, she gave them out to the kids one by one, and they were all thrilled. Anastasia kept one Pikachu, which she planned to give to Pattie. 

After Herman threw his last ring, the stall owner said with admiration, “Bro, lucky you only bought ten rings, otherwise I might’ve lost so much I couldn’t afford to eat. You’re really something.” 

Herman smiled faintly, “You’re too kind.” 

The stall owner joked, “Bro, you weren’t playing ring toss, you were stocking up here.” 

Everyone burst out laughing at this. 

Anastasia laughed so hard her stomach hurt. Herman turned to the stall owner, “You’ve got a knack for business. I have no doubt you’ll make it big soon.” The owner’s attitude and way of handling things showed he was someone who could make things happen. 

The owner bowed slightly, “Thanks for the kind words. I’ll remember them.” 

After the game, Anastasia and Herman moved on. The street food zone was bustling, with all kinds of food and games. 

Anastasia was hungry again so she bought two milkshakes. They strolled around while checking out the trinkets at the stalls. At one trinket stall, Anastasia was reminded of her days as a street vendor. She picked up a pair of cherry earrings from the stall and asked, “How much for these?” 

The stall owner, a girl about Anastasia’s age, replied sweetly, “You’ve got great taste, miss. These cherry earrings are fifteen bucks a pair. Quite cheap. Want me to wrap them up for you?” 

Anastasia looked at Herman and whispered with a laugh, “She’s even sweeter than you were.” Back when Herman helped sell trinkets, he was quite the smooth 

talker. 

“If you like them, get them.” Herman took out his phone to pay. 

Anastasia asked, “I thought you were broke?” 

“This is my personal stash, saved up just to buy you gifts.” Herman said. 

Herman would pay for the gifts that Anastasia liked. If it was about food, drinks or fun, Anastasia would take care of it. Simply put, his money was spent on her, and her money was spent on both of them. 

Anastasia laughed and the stall owner complimented, “Sir, you’re really good to your girlfriend.” 

Herman bought the pair of cherry earrings for Anastasia and put them on her himself. The red of the cherries brought out Anastasia’s beauty. Anastasia swayed her earrings and asked, “Do they look good?” 

Herman praised, “Anything looks good on my wife.” 

Anastasia was very happy. They walked from one end of the street to the other. When she got tired, he squatted down, patted his shoulder and said, “Hop on.” 

Anastasia smiled and climbed onto his back, clutching his shoulder with one hand and the Pikachu plushie with the other. They strolled down the streets of Crescent Bay, carefree.