Chapter 103
Karen didn’t pull her punches, each slap hitting Sherman square on the back.
That little weasel!
For ten years, Sherman had the same air of superiority, looking down his nose at everyone. He was just asking for it!
Sherman didn’t even flinch, and he said calmly, “Karen, everyone has their way of living. I’m content with mine. Like you always say, I can’t be everyone’s cup of tea, can I?”
Sherman was a bachelor and a devout vegan. He loved his peace and quiet.
Life with someone else was too noisy. Alone was just perfect.
Karen looked at Sherman, her face a picture of disbelief, “Don’t you have any urge?”
Sherman just shook his head.
Karen was about to try and provoke him, using the fact that Anthea wasn’t into him to give Sherman a little nudge.
But it turned out that Sherman couldn’t care less.
Weren’t most men driven by a desire to conquer?
Her eldest grandson, was he… a bit off?
Karen eyed Sherman up and down, “Sherman, be honest with me, is there something wrong?”
Even Sherman, as collected as he was, seemed thrown off balance by that, “Karen, you’re worrying over nothing.”
“Or maybe you prefer men?” Karen squinted her eyes, probing.
Sherman paused his fingers on his rosary, “Karen, that’s out of line!”
The tone made it seem as though it was Karen who was the foolish youngster.
“So what if you like men? It’s nothing to be ashamed of! If you do, I would accept it! Just tell me, do you like men or not?”
As she finished, Karen added, “Do you think I’m concerned about you? I’m worried about Ann! What if you like men and I hook you two up, wouldn’t I be hurting Ann? She’s so pretty, young, smart, and capable! I don’t want her to get hurt!”
Sherman thought Karen was concerned about him, which turned out he was just being conceited!
She was i
worried about that young lady.
Seeing Sherman silent, Karen poked him in the arm, “Hey! I’m talking to you! Do you like men?”
Sherman silently repeated a mantra for patience, then said, “Karen, although I have no plans to settle down, my sexual orientation is perfectly normal. So, please stop fretting over unfounded worries.”
Hearing this, Karen breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he was swinging the right way, there was still a glimmer of hope.
It seemed she could continue her scheme to bring Anthea into the Christensen family fold.
Karen wanted to pat Sherman on the shoulder. But upon reaching up, she realized she couldn’t quite make it.
Why’d her darn kid have to grow so tall?
Without a word, Karen climbed onto the nearby couch, finally managing to give Sherman’s shoulder a pat and said with gravity, “Sherman, life is short. I hope you find someone to share it with. Ann isn’t half bad! Sure, she’s more accomplished, fairer, more eloquent, better looking, and more likable than you! But if you double your efforts, you might just be worthy of her!”
With that, Karen thumped her chest confidently, “With a granny like me, she’s sure to become a member of the Christensen family! To be honest, if you weren’t my 1 blood, I’d think twice before subjecting Ann to you.”
Sherman was at a loss for words.
and
“Ah!” Karen exclaimed, “Why on earth am I such a good granny? You must save the world in your last life or something?”
Sherman was speechless.
The next morning.
Anthea was up with the birds, her legs strapped with weighted bags, she ran laps around the neighborhood.
With the regular exercise, her physical fitness had improved significantly.
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