From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 208

After a day of hitting the shops, hunger had finally started to nudge her. She was the kind who didn’t fuss over table manners–comfort was her priority, and incidentally, her nonchalance often painted the most beautiful, natural picture.

Sherman glanced sideways, catching sight of her focused indulgence.

Was it really that delectable?

He speared a piece of broccoli, chewing thoughtfully.

It tasted… pretty ordinary, actually.

Bot as he watched her relish her meal, he found himself eating more than he intended.

Nearly full, Anthen waved over the server “Could we get two of your desserts, please?”

The server nodded. “Sure thing”

Sherman’s lips parted slightly. “One is enough for me, I’m stuffed.”

“Don’t worry about it, bring two.” Anthea insisted.“1 can finish them both by myself”

Sherman was speechless. He realized that she never intended to share in the first place.

Anthea dove into them

little to maintain their figures, barely touching their food and steering clear of sweets altogether. This had led Sherman to believe

was

sisters would react if they knew that their self–denial didn’t necessarily give them the edge over

twirling his cross pendant between his fingers. They didn’t speak, but the

bar to settle the bill, only to learn

him. “Me Christensen, I thought this was my treat.

return the favor, there’s a coffee shop

eyebrow. “You want

Sherman nodded, “Yes.”

time on her phone–it wasn’t even 7 PM yet–so she agreed,

restaurant together, with Sherman gallantly opening the passenger door of

spacious and clean, a reflection of

coffee

him with enthusiasm.

sight of him with a beautiful woman was unexpected–could she be the fiancée from Cloudcrest everyone whispered about?.

the manager’s head was swirling with questions.

which was decorated with a classic elegance. An antique chess set awaited them on a side table.

Sherman gestured for her to sit.

him just as the manager brought some