The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 577

The next morning, Herman didn’t waste any time sending the kid to Salstrom Manor, leaving little Daria in Feiman’s care.

It didn’t sit right with Herman, having to look after Joseph and Julie’s son. Feiman, knowing full well Daria was Joseph’s child, was more than happy to take her in. The grudges of adults shouldn’t affect the innocent.

A child with Salstrom blood couldn’t just be turned away.

Once the child was under his roof, Feiman quickly hired a couple of nannies to take care of her and even gave her a name, Daria, hoping it would bring some joy to the Salstrom family.

Katelyn, overhearing Feiman’s affectionate calls to Daria, let out a bitter laugh. “Joy? More like a walking disaster,” she muttered, unable to hide her disdain.

The sight of the child didn’t warm her heart. She could’ve been doting on her own grandchild, but instead, she ended up with Julie’s. How absurd!

If it had been just Joseph’s child, Katelyn might have let it slide, but knowing Daria had Julie’s blood made her sick to her stomach.

Feiman tried to reason with her, “Katelyn, don’t hold a grudge against a little kid. She doesn’t know any better.”

“You look at her and remember your dead mother, don’t you? That her mom was the one who killed your mother,” Katelyn shot back coldly.

Feiman was at a loss for words.

“Daria can call me grandpa all she wants since she’s Joseph’s child. But as for her mother, I’ll just pretend she never existed. From now on, the kid will bear the name Salstrom and have nothing to do with Julie,” Feiman declared. “You’ve reminded me, actually. We can’t go around saying she’s Julie’s child. Let’s just say Joseph had her with someone else.”

Katelyn, dripping with sarcasm, replied, “You’re really treasuring that child, aren’t you? Well, you handle it.”

As Katelyn moved to leave, Feiman saw a chance to play the doting husband. “Honey, where are you heading? Let me drive you. It’s pretty hot out, and I wouldn’t want you to suffer a heatstroke or anything.”

“Learned it from Herman, I guess,” Feiman mused. “He’s been through a lot with Anastasia, but he never wavered, always choosing her. I’m no spring chicken, but suddenly, I believe in love again.”

“Don’t compare yourself to our son. He knows what he wants and sticks to it. You? You cheated on me while I was pregnant. Disgusting,” Katelyn spat, the old wound still fresh.

Feiman quickly pleaded, “I was wrong, honey. Let’s turn the page, shall we?”

“No,” Katelyn replied icily. “Men always want to move on as if nothing happened.”

“But we can’t keep dwelling on the past. Life goes on,” Feiman insisted.

“Why can’t I let go? Because you never properly handled it. The rift between your mother and me? You never addressed it. Your attitude only fueled her arrogance and left me with a lifetime of resentment.”