From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

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

day, they

Sherman was coaxed into raiding

day, they were hunting

took a detour when

we head back?" Anthea suggested, feeling a bit bored now that they'd seen and done everything the island had to offer, including getting their fill of seafood. "Sure," Sherman put down his newspaper. "Let's pack up and head out soon. You start packing; I'll handle

isn't the yacht captain

pilot

can?" Anthea raised an eyebrow

Sherman nodded.

"Then I'll go pack."

were few, and she packed

headed to the

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

helm, turned the key with practiced

action somehow looked cool, especially his grip on

Anthea watched intently.

glanced back, "Wanna

"Can I try?"

offering her the seat.

Anthea took the seat.

behind, his arms reaching around her

close, close enough for Anthea to feel his breath on her ear, their breaths

skipped

the throttle, "This is the throttle. Push it down." Anthea did as

it hits 5000 RPM, you're good

easy with Sherman's