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."

in Ann's arms, not Chubby!

Sherman, Karen returned to the parlor to continue chatting

Her granddaughter-in-law was golden!

that wretched

irritation from

footsteps approached

Bowman, young Master

a young

immediately stood

other than Adah's nephew from her side

"Auntie."

Karen, "How do you

Karen

fooled by her youth; she's got skills. She's the one who cured my migraines!" Riley Bowman

healer to

such a pretty

spot for beauty, quickly stood up and extended his hand to Anthea, "Dr. Yeager, it's a pleasure. I'm

"Mr. Bowman, you're too formal.

"Then you don't be so formal either, just call

charming as Anthea was certainly

to the

clasped together, his brows involuntarily furrowed, a surge of irritation at the thought of stomping on Riley's presumptuous paw.

It was downright scandalous.

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

and,

was a decade his

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255