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.

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

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

explain it. Just moments ago,

“It’s fine.”

relaxed, “It’s

you it

hand. “Come on, eat up. Don’t you have a flight

to Rainshore

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

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tomorrow.”

how would you

first international performance.” Edgar couldn’t hide

I’m not going alone; I’ve got the whole dance troupe with me. Plus, it’s Crestwood. Remember, I lived there for four years; I know it like the back

business.

“Alright, then.”

no choice but

car.

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

airport,” Sherilyn

suitcase was already in the trunk, ready for him to head straight to the

Sherilyn slung her bag over

she turned to leave, Edgar called

Mr.