The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 708

Alisa's heart was suddenly filled with excitement. If Monica had found someone, she wouldn't be vying for Jason's attention anymore, and maybe Jason would finally move on. That explained why Jason looked so upset earlier.

Feeling smug, Alisa thought Monica had finally realized the obvious: Jason was hers, and no one else could claim him.

“Mom, does Uncle Jason really like that woman?” Little Isla piped up, rather rudely referring to Monica. “I don’t like her at all. She’s too pretty; she might just snatch Uncle Jason away.”

Parents are role models for their kids, and Alisa's behavior was sure to influence Isla.

In the world of women, beauty is a powerful weapon.

Alisa glanced at her reflection in the rearview mirror. Her skin looked dull, spotted, and she never bothered to dress up. Next to Monica, she felt plain and uninteresting. How could she possibly compete?

Alisa touched her face and looked at her outfit, then made up her mind. She turned to the cab driver and said, “Driver, take me to the Mall of America.”

She decided it was time to buy herself some nice clothes and start taking care of her appearance.

With Isla in tow, Alisa headed to the Mall of America. It was filled with designer brands, each item stunning, and even the sales were expensive.

Alisa's initial excitement quickly faded after visiting a few stores. She felt out of place in these high-end shops, and the staff barely acknowledged her, their eyes filled with disdain.

She didn’t have the money for these gorgeous clothes or expensive skincare products.

As if fate were mocking her, Alisa spotted Monica coming out of a luxury boutique nearby.

The shop assistants were all smiles as they saw Monica out the door, “Please visit us again soon. Have a great day!”

Monica was carrying several bags full of clothes and accessories. She’d had a rough day at the hospital and decided to indulge in some retail therapy, splurging over fifty thousand in one go. No wonder the staff was all smiles.

Monica didn’t notice Alisa. She was juggling her bags and her phone, chatting with her friend Anastasia.

“Hey Ana, is your mother-in-law out of town? Mind if I crash at yours for dinner? I miss Emmie and Nancy too…”