Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 293

“Sir, I’m heading out! Bye–bye!”

With a quick twist of her little body, she didn’t linger; she just ran off into the distance.

At the door, the nurse picked her up, “It’s way past your bedtime, you know that?”

“I know, don’t be mad, lady.”

Watching them disappear, Gilbert stood up, his hand instinctively going to the spot where the little munchkin had planted a kiss, and he couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Mr. Gilbert!”

Charles had finished up his appointment and was looking everywhere for him. “Where’d you wander off to? I’ve been looking all over.”

“Let’s head out.”

Gilbert didn’t go into details, just massaged his temples. He was really feeling under the weather.

Turned out, after seeing the doctor, he was admitted to the hospital.

Crimson Table.

“Ouch-”

“What’s wrong?” Edgar paused, his gaze snapping to Sherilyn across from him.

“It’s nothing…” Sherilyn offered a sheepish smile, shaking her head.

dinner date, but as luck would have it, while she was cutting her steak, her hand slipped, and the knife

see?” Edgar, concerned, took her hand to inspect it. “How did you manage to nick. yourself?”

explain it. Just moments ago, she had spaced out, lost in

“It’s fine.”

check, Edgar relaxed, “It’s not cut, just a bit red.”

you it was nothing.”

up. Don’t

to Rainshore City

Edgar refilled her glass with water. “Sorry, 1 can’t drop you off the day after

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tomorrow.”

you apologizing for? You’re leaving tonight, how

first international performance.” Edgar couldn’t hide his

got the whole dance troupe with me. Plus, it’s Crestwood.

business. I

“Alright, then.”

no choice

car.

Edgar drove Sherilyn to the entrance of

better head to the airport,” Sherilyn said as she got out of the

trunk, ready for him to

slung her bag over her shoulder, waving goodbye.

she turned to leave, Edgar called out to

smile gentle. “What is it, Mr. Ferguson? Don’t tell me you’re going to nag.”