From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel 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.

Of course, they also encountered a fair share of the island's wildlife.

The first day, they chased after coconut crabs.

The second day, Sherman was coaxed into raiding bird nests.

By the third day, they were hunting for wild honey...

Now, even the ants took a detour when they saw her coming.

"Sherman, I just got off the phone with Mrs. Christensen. She said she and Adah can't make it for now. Should 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 the rest."

"But isn't the yacht captain not here yet?" Anthea inquired.

"I can pilot the yacht."

"You can?" Anthea raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Sherman nodded.