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

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

her job required her

accentuated

but narrow his eyes at the sight of her. Her tall figure, smooth skin, and long hair tied up showing off her

to admit Sherilyn was

porcelain doll. Then, in her early twenties, she had shed her youthful awkwardness, blossoming into

off-guard, Gilbert asked, "Did you see

looked genuinely puzzled,

by her reaction, she seemed unaware of his back. Without another

welcome party was at the Southern District Sanatorium, 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 an intimate family

District Sanatorium, Sherilyn spent the

couldn't shake off a feeling of unease. The silence

a time when Sherilyn would chatter endlessly around him, a constant source of annoyance. At this moment, her silence seemed almost ominous. Had she concocted a new scheme? Gilbert shook his head

Sylvia, only

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

Sylvia," Sherilyn replied with a gentle