The Bond Between Us ( Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 1170

Herman lit a cigarette, taking his time with the first drag. “I’ll just sit back and watch how this plays out.”

Carter rolled his eyes. “Unflappable as ever, huh, Herman? Seriously, you’re not even going to try talking to him?”

Herman just shrugged. “Didn’t you already try?”

“I did, but it was pointless.”

“So you think I’ll magically get through to him?”

Carter shrugged, conceding the point. Scott was on a whole new level of stubborn these days—nothing was getting through to him.

“Truth hurts, huh?” Carter muttered, picking up his whiskey and taking a long sip. “That Sandy, though… she’s something else. I’ve known Scott for ages, and I’ve never seen him lose his cool like this, especially not over a woman.”

Herman leaned back, thoughtful. “Scott’s got that buttoned-up exterior, but inside? He’s restless. Just needs a spark. And Sandy? She brought the whole bonfire.”

Carter sighed. “Well, I’ve done what I can as a friend. If he wants to be stubborn, I’m not wasting my breath. You seem to have pretty strong feelings about Sandy, though. Anything you want to share?”

Herman shot him a look. “Don’t get nosy. I’m done eating—I’m out.”

“I’ll tag along,” Carter said, getting up. “My kid’s at your place anyway. I’ll swing by and grab him.”

Herman’s brow furrowed. “Your son’s been at my house a lot lately.”

The message was clear: rein your kid in, don’t make it so obvious what you’re after. Nobody here is clueless.

Carter just grinned, pretending not to get it. “Kids, right? Good friends are hard to find. My boy’s a handful, but he really looks up to you. Maybe you can keep him in line sometimes? We’re practically family—treat him like half a son. I won’t say a word.”

The old “son-in-law is half a son” trick—Carter was nothing if not crafty.

Herman snorted, but in his mind, he was already planning a chat with his eldest daughter: don’t fall for a few sweet words from a boy.

They drove over to Southridge Estates. As they pulled up, wailing could be heard from inside—Nancy in full meltdown, with Anastasia’s stern voice in the background.

Herman paused on the porch, thinking maybe he’d wait this one out.

Carter, a veteran of family drama, grinned. “What, you scared? Go on in.”

If Herman went in now, he was bound to get caught in the chaos.

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