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.

dove into them with gusto.

it away. He had four sisters, and they all ate very little to maintain their figures, barely touching their food

was mistaken.

would react if they knew that their self–denial didn’t necessarily give them the edge over someone who ate heartily with abandon–they’d be livid!

just sat there, twirling his cross pendant between his fingers. They didn’t speak,

ten minutes later, Anthea finished and headed to the bar to settle the bill, only

this was my

to return the favor, there’s a coffee shop not far from here. You could invite

raised an eyebrow. “You want to play chess with me?”

Sherman nodded, “Yes.”

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

the restaurant together, with Sherman gallantly opening the passenger door of

a reflection of Sherman’s meticulous

coffee

manager, who knew Sherman well, greeted him with enthusiasm. “Mr. Christensen, welcome

alone or with Daniel. The sight of him with a beautiful woman

manager’s head was swirling

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

please, Sherman gestured for her

and settled herself across from him just as the manager brought some steaming coffee. The rising steam blurred their features into soft