From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 432

It wasn't dead after all.

Sherman raised an eyebrow slightly.

It seemed.

He had underestimated Anthea.

If she could catch a snake with her bare hands, she could surely fish in the deep sea without any tools.

After settling the grouper, Anthea looked up at Sherman, "Aren't you hot in all those layers?"

The temperature by the seaside was soaring above 100 degrees Fahrenheit.

Under the blazing sun, Sherman was still clad in his button-up long coat, looking as elegant as a professor who had time-traveled from the early 20th century. Sherman held onto a rosary, "I've always been like this, not really affected by the cold or heat."

Anthea raised an eyebrow, "Really now?"

"Yeah."

Anthea continued, "Let me check your pulse."

Sherman extended his hand, rolling up his sleeve to reveal his strong wrist, "I've been feeling a bit under the weather lately, check me out, will you?" Anthea placed her fingers on his wrist.

Despite the scorching summer, his hand was somewhat cool.

But his pulse seemed normal.

That was quite peculiar.

first

her eyebrows slightly but soon let go

"Any issues?" Sherman asked.

seems fine, no issues."

frowned slightly,

nodded seriously, "I'm

wondering if

Sherman was skeptical

"From the pulse, there's no problem.

rosary beads, recalling his symptoms, "Sometimes, I just lose control, my heart races,

frowned slightly, this

medical skills be failing

detect what was wrong

her previous life, Anthea was a loner, naturally unaware that these were signs

did these

three months ago," Sherman

there a pattern

the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, and

twiddled his rosary, "No pattern there either, sometimes once a week, sometimes every two

his

carefully to Sherman's

was strong and steady, with a normal

issue, but it was

Strange!

This was truly baffling!

Anthea was doubting herself.

can't figure it out?"