Chapter 296

Chapter 296

"Admit it, you were ogling! And yet you stubbornly say you don't like her?" Karen fumed, "You're such a bonehead! You're not fit to be my grandson! You're nothing!" "Grandma, you've really got the wrong idea."

Appreciation is appreciation.

Liking is liking.

They seem similar, yet they're vastly different.

Sherman, who was always a model of restraint, had to admit to himself that he never harbored any other thoughts towards Anthea.

Except for those few indescribable dreams.

But dreams are just dreams, subconscious and beyond control.

Karen dragged Sherman to the living room doorway, pointing at the plump cat nestled in Anthea's arms, "Look at you, you're not even as good as Chubby!"

Sherman: "..."

Cats are family.

Anthea's family.

But he's not.

Karen continued, "Are you upset about that?"

"Nope."

you'd be the one in Ann's arms, not Chubby! Even a cat knows how to sweet-talk the one it

returned to the parlor to continue chatting

Her granddaughter-in-law was golden!

that wretched

irritation from head

then, footsteps approached

Bowman, young Master

words faded, a young man in a grey

immediately stood up, "Riley's

was none other than Adah's nephew from her side of

"Auntie."

Riley greeted Karen, "How do you

Karen

Riley, "Riley, this is Ann. Don't be fooled by her youth; she's got skills. She's the one

expected the legendary healer to be such a

pretty one

beauty, quickly stood up and extended his hand to

briefly touching Riley's hand, "Mr. Bowman, you're too formal. Just call me by my

chuckled, "Then you don't be so formal either,

as Anthea was

sat to the

of irritation at the thought of stomping on Riley's presumptuous paw. Men and women shouldn't touch so

It was downright scandalous.

an apple," Sherman offered, picking up an apple and

hand and,

older cousin was a decade his senior, usually so

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