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."

her eyes at him, "Well, being upset won't change a thing. If you were really something special, you'd be the one in Ann's

her lecture to Sherman, Karen returned to the parlor to continue chatting with

Her granddaughter-in-law was golden!

that

of irritation from head

footsteps

Mrs. Bowman, young Master

young

stood

nephew from her side of the family,

"Auntie."

Riley greeted Karen, "How

All fine!" Karen beamed,

Don't be fooled

the legendary healer to be such

such a pretty one

who had a soft spot for beauty, quickly stood up and extended his hand to Anthea, "Dr. Yeager, it's

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

be so formal either, just call me

charming as Anthea was certainly a

to

of irritation at the thought of stomping on Riley's presumptuous paw. Men and

It was downright scandalous.

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

and,

his senior, usually

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