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.

she was cutting her steak, her hand slipped, and the knife

took her hand to inspect it. “How did you manage to

really explain it. Just moments ago, she

“It’s fine.”

relaxed, “It’s not

you it

up. Don’t you

had a business trip to Rainshore City scheduled

sure.” Edgar refilled her glass with water. “Sorry, 1 can’t drop you off

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tomorrow.”

Sherilyn chuckled, bemused. “What are you apologizing for? You’re leaving tonight, how would you drop me off? Besides, I’m not a

international performance.” Edgar

Crestwood. Remember, I lived there for four years; I know it like the back of my hand.”

on your business.

“Alright, then.”

his disappointment, Edgar had no choice but

car.

Table, Edgar drove Sherilyn to the entrance of Twilight Trail.

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

suitcase was already in the trunk, ready for him to

Sherilyn slung her bag over her shoulder, waving goodbye.

turned to leave, Edgar called

it, Mr.