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.

had planned a dinner date, but as luck would have it, while she was cutting her steak, her hand slipped,

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

really explain it. Just moments ago, she had spaced out,

“It’s fine.”

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

it was nothing.”

eat up. Don’t you have a flight

trip to Rainshore City scheduled

glass with water. “Sorry, 1 can’t drop

1/3

11:34

tomorrow.”

you apologizing for? You’re leaving tonight, how would you drop me off?

international performance.” Edgar couldn’t hide his

with me. Plus, it’s Crestwood. Remember, I lived there for four years; I know it like the

your business. I

“Alright, then.”

no choice

car.

Table, Edgar drove Sherilyn to the entrance

better head to the airport,” Sherilyn said as

already in the trunk, ready for him to head

over her shoulder,

turned to leave, Edgar called out

around, her smile gentle. “What is it, Mr. Ferguson? Don’t