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."

special, 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

to

Her granddaughter-in-law was golden!

that wretched

from head to

footsteps approached

Bowman, young Master Riley has

the words faded, a young man in a

stood up,

visitor was none other than Adah's nephew from her

"Auntie."

"How do you do,

Karen beamed,

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

hadn't expected the legendary healer to

a pretty

quickly stood up and extended his hand to

touching Riley's hand, "Mr. Bowman, you're too

be so formal either, just call me

charming as

to the

furrowed, a surge of irritation at the thought of stomping on Riley's presumptuous paw. Men

It was downright scandalous.

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

hand and, looking somewhat flattered, accepted

his senior, usually

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