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.

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

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

really explain it. Just moments ago,

“It’s fine.”

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

you it was

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

trip to Rainshore City scheduled

with water. “Sorry, 1 can’t drop

1/3

11:34

tomorrow.”

how would you drop me off? Besides, I’m not a

international performance.” Edgar couldn’t hide his

okay. I’m not going alone; I’ve got the whole dance troupe with me. Plus, it’s Crestwood.

on your business. I can take

“Alright, then.”

had no choice but

car.

the Crimson Table, Edgar drove Sherilyn to the entrance

better head to the airport,” Sherilyn said as she

for him to

her bag over her shoulder, waving

turned to leave, Edgar

turned around, her smile gentle. “What is it, Mr.