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.

desserts arrived, Anthea dove into

taken aback, she could really put it away. He had four sisters, and they all ate very little to maintain their figures, barely touching their food and steering clear of sweets altogether. This had led Sherman to believe

was mistaken.

didn’t necessarily give them the edge over someone who ate heartily with

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

the bar to

I thought this was my

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

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

Sherman nodded, “Yes.”

time on her phone–it wasn’t even 7

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

a reflection of Sherman’s meticulous

at the coffee shop

enthusiasm. “Mr. Christensen, welcome back.

usually came alone or with Daniel. The sight of

the manager’s head was

which was decorated with a classic

please, Sherman gestured for her

as the manager brought some steaming coffee. The rising steam blurred their features into soft focus.