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 likes! I'm out of adjectives to describe you! You're

Sherman, Karen returned to the parlor to continue chatting

Her granddaughter-in-law was golden!

that

from

then, footsteps

Mrs. Bowman, young Master Riley has

the words faded, a young man in a grey

immediately stood up,

visitor was none other than Adah's nephew from

"Auntie."

greeted Karen, "How do

fine!" Karen

introduced her to Riley, "Riley, this is Ann. Don't be fooled by her youth; she's got skills. She's the one who cured my migraines!" Riley

hadn't expected the legendary healer to

such a pretty one

quickly stood up and extended his hand to Anthea, "Dr. Yeager, it's

hand, "Mr. Bowman, you're too formal.

so formal either, just

as Anthea was certainly

sat to the

brows involuntarily furrowed, a surge of irritation at

It was downright scandalous.

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

let go of Anthea's hand and, looking

cousin was a decade his senior, usually so

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