From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 296

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 arms, not Chubby! Even a cat knows how to

to the parlor to continue chatting with

Her granddaughter-in-law was golden!

like that

irritation from head to

footsteps approached from

young

words faded, a young man in a grey

stood up,

none other than Adah's nephew

"Auntie."

greeted Karen, "How do

All fine!" Karen

be fooled by her

healer to be such a young

pretty one

who had a soft spot for beauty, quickly stood up and extended his hand to

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

"Then you don't be so formal

charming as Anthea was

sat to the

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

It was downright scandalous.

offered, picking up

go of Anthea's hand and, looking somewhat flattered, accepted the

decade his senior, usually so grim

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