Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Gilbert gave it a couple of tugs, all in jest.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Gilbert burst into laughter, begging for mercy, "Alright, alright, I give up!"

But then he continued, "What's there to be embarrassed about? Love and passion, it's all natural... Ow!"

Sherilyn tightened her grip, and Gilbert was sure he was about to become bald!

Dodging her, he quickly ran downstairs and placed her on a chair in the dining room.

"Just a sec, dinner will be served in no time."

The housekeeper had left dinner ready; the rice and soup were kept warm in the pots, but the dishes had cooled off.

Mr. Johnson quickly reheated the dishes, served the rice and soup, and placed them in front of Sherilyn.

"Dig in."

Too hungry to speak, Sherilyn just nodded, nearly burying her face in the bowl.

"Take it easy," Gilbert frowned, "Slow down, don't choke yourself."

Yet, he himself was eating even faster. After filling up, while Sherilyn was still sipping her soup, Gilbert casually picked up his phone and dialed a number. "It's me, yeah... Check a number for me."

The call was to Charles, concerning Rebecca.

"Let me know as soon as you have something. Alright."

Sherilyn, now full, was

"What's up?"

an eyebrow, "Looking at me like that, got your fill and

He sighed, standing up.

Sherilyn, "Alright, here you go. Ah!

as Sherilyn pinched him hard on

day long, can't you think of anything else?

"Ha ha."

laughed heartily, "Don't worry, your man is in good shape! No need

Decades?

the urge to roll her eyes. He sure

a tremor of warmth went through her heart. Decades? Did he really think they'd be together

Charles soon had news.

the office, Charles sent him an

hidden through tech

yet to visit this

check it out

personal visit was better. So replied,

about it."

"Alright, Mr. Gilbert."

Sherilyn was busy with a training session for a performer and

Maple Grove House.

had no idea where she

supposed to be in the