The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 947

Autumn seethed with bitterness—if she could, she’d take down the entire Salstrom family for what they did to Julie.

Devin cautioned her, “Swallow, you need to be careful. Herman isn’t easy to deal with. He’s already figured out our connection. If he keeps digging and Mr. Walker finds out Julie is our daughter, this could get ugly for you. I want justice for Julie too, but we can’t go at this head-on. Herman’s way too slippery.”

Right now, Autumn was his only hope—he couldn’t risk anything happening to her.

“I know what I’m doing,” Autumn said, grabbing her purse. “I’m heading home.”

Her heart was pounding. She’d betrayed Mr. Walker, and if he ever found out, that would be the end of their marriage.

After Autumn left, Devin glanced at the crushed flowers and smashed gift box on the floor. He picked them up and tossed them in the trash.

He hadn’t used the condoms the hotel had sent earlier. At his age, he wasn’t worried about “surprises”—he didn’t believe Autumn could possibly get pregnant now anyway.

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When Autumn got home and saw the car in the driveway, her heart skipped a beat.

Mr. Walker was back.

Nerves jangling, she hurried upstairs. As she walked into the bedroom, Mr. Walker stepped out of the bathroom, toweling off.

Despite his busy work schedule, Mr. Walker always made time for himself: checkups every few months, a daily half-hour workout. He was over fifty but still kept in great shape—broad-shouldered, with muscles to show for it.

There was something about a man who aged well. Mr. Walker had that polished, sophisticated look in a suit, but take the shirt off and he was all strength. Devin, on the other hand, was soft around the edges—a big belly, not a muscle on him. Next to Mr. Walker, the difference was night and day.

Still, love is blind. To Autumn, Devin was more attractive, maybe because he was her first love.

First loves have a way of sticking with you, no matter what.

“Swallow, you’re home,” Mr. Walker greeted her with a smile. “Let me run you a bath.”

Autumn avoided his eyes as she slipped off her coat. “No need tonight,” she said quickly. “I already showered before I went out. I’m tired—I’m just going to sleep.”

Guilt weighed heavy on her, and she couldn’t meet his gaze.

Mr. Walker asked casually, “You’re back late. Where’d you go?”

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