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 applied some foundation, lightly

her job required her to maintain

her natural beauty, accentuated

her. Her tall figure, smooth skin, and long hair tied up showing

to admit

had shed her youthful awkwardness, blossoming into a beauty reminiscent of a rose at

"Did you see it just

Sherilyn looked genuinely puzzled, wondering

she seemed unaware of his back. Without another word, Gilbert turned and led

it was impractical to have her travel elsewhere. Fortunately, Sylvia's quarters

they were heading to the Southern District Sanatorium, Sherilyn spent the journey gazing out of the window,

beside her, Gilbert couldn't shake off a feeling of

silence seemed almost ominous. Had she concocted a new scheme? Gilbert shook his head and figured it wasn't worth fussing over. She had signed the divorce papers.

arriving. Gilbert escorted Sherilyn to meet Sylvia, only to

take about half an hour. Why don't you mingle and catch up

course, Sylvia," Sherilyn replied with