Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 14

Sherilyn was practically racing against time to return to Golden Oak Manor. Gilbert was nowhere to be seen. She thought it was perfect seizing the moment to use the restroom.

However, upon pushing the door open, there stood Gilbert in a state of undress, his torso bare

"Sherilyn!" Gilbert's voice was a low growl, his expression stormy as he quickly pulled on his shirt.

"I'm so sorry" Sherilyn blurted out, hastily shutting the door. How was she supposed to know he was in there? And why on earth was he using the downstairs bathroom?

Inside, Gilbert's face was a mask of annoyance, his eyes inadvertently flicking to his back. She couldn't have seen it, could she?

Shortly after, Gilbert emerged, fully dressed. He nodded toward a large box on the coffee table, instructing Sherilyn, "Go get changed

into this."

Sherilyn understood that it must be an evening gown. The Johnson family was throwing a party, and they wouldn't cut comers even if it were just for her.

"Okay" Nodding. Sherilyn picked up the box

apricot off-the-shoulder evening gown that trailed to the ground. Given the occasion, she had

short on cash, her job required her to maintain a

accentuated by striking features, shone, making her

smooth skin, and long hair tied up showing off her graceful neck briefly left

to admit Sherilyn was

in her early twenties, she had shed her youthful awkwardness, blossoming into a beauty reminiscent

asked, "Did you see it

what?" Sherilyn looked genuinely

her reaction, she seemed unaware of his back. Without another word, Gilbert turned

where Sylvia resided. Given Sylvia's health, it was impractical to have her travel elsewhere. Fortunately, Sylvia's quarters at the sanatorium included a private courtyard with a lawn, making it an ideal location for

Sherilyn spent the journey gazing out of the

a feeling of unease. The silence

concocted

to meet Sylvia, only to find Sylvia undergoing her routine physiotherapy

hand, saying. The session will take about half an hour. Why don't you mingle and catch

course, Sylvia," Sherilyn replied