The Bound Between Us

Chapter 212

The doctor’s words hit Anastasia like a ton of bricks.

She had had a child before. She thought back on the years that passed. Every time she fell ill and was hospitalized, whether it was just a cold or something more serious, Salma or Monica would always be there to keep her company.

She remembered during her last check-up, when the doctor asked if she’d ever had a child, Monica had jumped in to answer. And now, it was as if everything fell into place. Anastasia suddenly understood what important piece of her life she had forgotten

Turned out, she had forgotten she had a daughter.

Grief washed over Anastasia, and tears suddenly spilled down her cheeks, startling the doctor.

“What’s wrong? Is there something bothering you? Do you really want a child? Although your uterus is in an unusual position, and pregnancy might be difficult, modern medicine has made great strides. We can’t say for certain that you can’t have children.”

The doctor’s words stung like a slap in the face. “So, you’re saying it’d be hard for me to get pregnant again?” she asked.

The doctor hesitated a bit before saying, “According to your check-up results, your uterus isn’t positioned like most women’s. It was indeed a miracle that you were able to conceive last time. Plus, your back injury should be quite severe. I would advise against trying to get pregnant again, as it could be dangerous.”

Aside from reproductive issues, Anastasia was actually quite healthy. But wanting a child could indeed present some difficulties.

Anastasia couldn’t remember how she had managed to leave the hospital, with the doctor’s words still echoing in her ears. She had had a feeling that seeking the truth would be a brutal and difficult process. Even though she had braced herself for it, when the truth finally came, she was still unable to bear it.

Anastasia collapsed onto a bench, watching the bustling crowd around her. Her hand clutched the hospital’s check-up results, as she silently shed tears.

She didn’t know how to break it to Herman; she couldn’t even remember who the father of her child was, and she had no idea what to do NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

next.

Herman had always wanted children, but it seemed like she might not be able to conceive again. She had no idea what she had done wrong to deserve such punishment.

When Herman called, it took her a while to pick up. “Hello, I’m on my way…” Anastasia tried to keep her voice steady, hiding her

_emotions.

After hanging up, Anastasia broke down again, letting out a good cry, before pulling herself together and heading home to pack up Salma’s clothes. She threw the hospital’s check-up results in the trash, trying her best not to let Ḥerman see her internal turmoil.

As Anastasia went to pack up Salma’s clothes, Monica àrrived at the hospital to take care of Salma. Looking at Monica and Salma, Anastasia thought about the years of deceit, and the daughter she had never met, who was sent away by Salma.

She wanted to ask, where did Salma send her daughter? Why would Salma do such a thing? Why would she keep it a secret from her?. But she couldn’t ask, at least not now.

“Anastasia, what’s wrong?” Herman noticed Anastasia’s distraction and asked with concern, “Are you tired? If you need a break, I can hire a caregiver for Salma.”

Salma also noticed Anastasia’s pale face. “Anastasia, you just left the hospital. You can’t overwork yourself. You should go home and

rest.”

Normally, Anastasia would insist on staying to take care of Salma, but right now, her mind was a mess and her emotions were unstable. Afraid she wouldn’t be able to control her emotions, she agreed, “Alright, Mom, you rest well, I’ll head home.”

Anastasia’s quick agreement surprised Salma, but considering Anastasia had just had major surgery and looked pale, she didn’t think much of it.

Salma smiled at Herman. “Herman, take Anastasia home and let her rest.”

Monica added, “You guys go ahead. I’ll stay with Salma.”

Herman took Anastasia’s hand, only to find it was cold.

“Okay, we’ll head home now.” Herman arranged for a caregiver, then took Anastasia home.

Back at home, Anastasia seemed out of sorts. She went straight to the bedroom, diving under the covers and wrapping herself up tightly.

Herman, naturally, could tell Anastasia was upset. He sat on the edge of the bed, gently asking, “Is there something bothering you? Tell me, maybe I can help share the load.