NovelEnglishChapter 528
recovery filled Herman with a sense of peace as he tenderly took Pattie's small hand in his, watching her sleep
for a moment.
Tying her apron, Anastasia headed to the kitchen to whip up spasta for Herman, while he checked in on
Pattie in the bedroom. Pattie's forehead wound was healing nicely, thanks to the top-notch scar treatment cream
Herman had imported. The thought of her Perhaps it was the love spilling over or something else, but the bond
he felt with Pattie was incredibly strong. She seemed like she was always meant to be his daughter. Pattie woke
up and was overjoyed to see Herman, climbing out of the covers with a beaming smile. "Daddy, daddy!" "Shh,
don't let your mom hear, or she'll givean earful for waking you," Herman said with a chuckle. Pattie
mimicked the shushing gesture and grinned. "Daddy, | missed you. You work so hard. When | grow up, I'm going
to make big bucks and take care of you, Mom, and Grandma."
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"Is that right? Then I'll be living the good life," Herman said warmly. "Pattie, study hard, and when you're older
you can help manage the company so | can retire early and spend squality twith your mom. Your Uncle
Flynn, well, he's not cut out for business." Herman felt a bit helpless when it cto Flynn, who lacked drive and
often got outsmarted due to his soft heart. Anastasia approached the room, intending to invite Herman for some
chicken soup, but overheard his plans to entrust Elysian Technologies to Pattie. She was stunned. Pattie wasn't
even related by blood, yet Herman was ready to train her to take over a vast legacy. Did Herman no longer want
his own children? Anastasia reflected on her health, realizing how difficult it would be for her to have another
child. Without interrupting the two, Anastasia sat in the dining room. Hearing the water boiling in the kitchen,
she hurried to add the pasta. Once cooked, she garnished it with sfreshly chopped chives, creating a
mouthwatering bowl of tomato and egg pasta. She enriched the dish with chicken broth for an even heartier
flavor.
"That smells amazing," said Herman, emerging from the room. "Did Pattie go back to sleep?" Anastasia asked.
"Yeah, she's out," Herman replied as he sat down for his meal. The first bite was pure satisfaction. "Anastasia,
this remindsof our days back in Harmony Meadows. Life was so simple yet so fulfilling."
He longed for a life of simplicity with Anastasia. No need for extravagance just the seasons and daily meals.
Coming hto a hot bowl of his wife's pasta after a long day's work, whispering sweet nothings as the child
slept it was a man's dream.
Anastasia smiled. "Monica always said you were the most down-to-earth tycoon. Seems she was right. Others
chase power, wealth, luxury cars, mansions, and beauties, but for you, a bowl of steaming pasta does the trick."
Holding her hand with one of his and eating with the other, Herman replied, "I've had all those things before, but
it's this late-night warmth, this companionship, that's truly hard to find." Anastasia laughed. Herman had been
born with a silver spoon in his mouth; what hadn't he experienced? Yet it was these simple joys that he cherished
the most.
"If you were a broke man, would you leave us the moment fortune smiled upon you? They say a man's three
great joys are promotion, wealth, and the death of a wife," she teased. "A man in poverty chooses a woman
willing to endure hardship with him. Once he's wealthy, he goes after the woman he desires."
Herman, ever agreeable, said, "Such men exist, but they're not destined for great wealth. One thing's for sure:
No man worth his salt would let his beloved suffer. That's how you spot the scoundrels."
Anastasia's laughter rang out. "I've been thinking of writing a book to teach women how to spot such men..."
Before she could finish, Herman's lips met hers in a kiss seasoned with the taste of their simple life. He had
always been present, cherishing the simplest of days with her. She smiled, "Wasn't one bowl enough?"
"There's always room for seconds," Herman whispered, cautious not to wake Pattie. He lifted Anastasia onto his
lap. Her skirt made things convenient, and Herman's fingers ventured further, his intentions clear. Anastasia
blushed, "Herman, this position..."
He silenced her with another kiss, swallowing her words. "No position is too challenging for your man," he said,
holding her close on his lap, their intimacy blending with the comfort of their home.
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