Chapter 441

"Wash up, will ya?"

Sherman turned to tackle the dishes.

Anthea spun around, heading for the living room.

No sooner had she reached it than she burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Sherman looked back, "What's so funny?"

Anthea, pointing at the TV, managed to say, "I can't...this guy on TV...such a goof!"

Her laughter grew even louder, unrestrained.

Sherman, puzzled, wondered if Anthea was poking fun at him, but he had no proof.

After the dishes, Sherman brought out a platter of snacks.

Peeled lychees and mangosteen.

Sliced pineapple.

And sweet, juicy watermelon.

Before they knew it, five days had flown by.

In these five days, Anthea and Sherman's interactions became more relaxed, less formal, just like Karen had said - Anthea now treated Sherman as if he were a close buddy. The island wasn't big.

Over the past five days, Anthea and Sherman had explored every nook and cranny.

they also encountered a fair

first day, they chased

day, Sherman was coaxed into

they were

the ants took a detour when they saw her

suggested, feeling a bit bored now that they'd seen and done everything

captain not here yet?"

can pilot

Anthea raised an eyebrow in

Sherman nodded.

"Then I'll go pack."

belongings were few, and

Sherman headed to the cockpit, with

world, the ocean was polluted, making yachts obsolete. Hence, she had no experience piloting them, though she

turned the key with practiced ease, starting

action somehow looked cool, especially his

Anthea watched intently.

back, "Wanna

"Can I try?"

the seat. "Here, sit.

Anthea took the seat.

over her from behind, his arms reaching around her sides to

feel his breath on her

heart skipped a

on the throttle, "This is

it hits 5000

was surprisingly easy with Sherman's guidance, and

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