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.

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

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

it. Just moments ago, she had spaced

“It’s fine.”

a thorough check, Edgar relaxed, “It’s

you it

“Come on, eat up. Don’t you

trip to Rainshore City scheduled

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

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tomorrow.”

tonight, how

your first international performance.”

it’s Crestwood. Remember, I lived there for four years; I know it

business.

“Alright, then.”

Edgar had no

car.

Crimson Table, Edgar drove Sherilyn to the entrance of Twilight

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

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

bag over

turned to leave, Edgar

“What is it, Mr. Ferguson? Don’t tell me