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.

dinner date, but as luck would have it, while she was cutting her steak,

inspect it. “How did you manage to nick.

couldn’t really explain it. Just moments ago, she had spaced out, lost

“It’s fine.”

Edgar relaxed, “It’s not cut, just a

it was nothing.”

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

to Rainshore City scheduled

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

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tomorrow.”

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

first international performance.” Edgar couldn’t hide his regret.

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;

business. I can

“Alright, then.”

had no choice but to

car.

Sherilyn to the entrance of

better head to the airport,” Sherilyn said

already in the trunk, ready for him to

over her

turned to leave, Edgar called

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