The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 949

Herman strode over, grinning. “Jonah, man, it’s been ages!”

Only close friends called each other by their first names like that.

Jonah laughed. “Seriously, it has! The last time you were in the city, what, three years ago? You haven’t changed a bit. Herman, you must be snacking on preservatives or something!”

They knocked fists, shared a quick smile, and pulled each other into a brief hug.

That was just how guys greeted each other—no fuss, no drama.

Herman’s lips curled into a sly smile. “I’ll send you a bottle of preservatives next time. My own secret formula.”

Jonah feigned shock, then cracked up. “Getting married really changed you, huh? You never used to have jokes like that.”

The old Herman was never this quick with a comeback.

Herman waved someone over. “Come here, hon. Jonah, meet my wife—Anastasia. Anastasia, this is Jonah, CEO of Wisman Corporation.”

Anastasia offered a gentle smile. “Mr. Wisman, thank you for coming to my daughter’s birthday party. Welcome.”

Jonah had heard about her from overseas and seen her online, but this was the first time he’d met her face-to-face.

He didn’t hesitate to compliment her. “You look ten times better in person than on TV. I always wondered which amazing lady could win Herman over. Anyone who can manage that has my respect!”

Anastasia just smiled, not quite sure what to say.

Jonah called his eldest son over. “Justin, come here and say hi.”

Justin, looking every bit the young gentleman, greeted them politely. “Uncle Herman, hello. Hi, Ana.”

Then he walked over to Pattie. “Hey, Paradise, happy birthday. I brought you a present.”

He handed her a painting—one he’d made himself.

Pattie’s eyes lit up as she unwrapped it. Justin had drawn her, sitting quietly on a stone, gazing off into the distance. The whole scene gave off a calm, peaceful vibe.

That’s how Justin had first seen her—before she and Layna started bickering—just Pattie, sitting alone, lost in her own world. He hadn’t actually seen her drawing that day, but he’d painted what he imagined.

Anastasia and Herman exchanged a look—the kind only parents share when they realize their daughter might be about to steal someone’s heart.

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