Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"That number, indeed, is registered under the name of Galloway."

Sherilyn was taken aback, having not expected such a result.

But she couldn't understand, "Why hide the number?"

Gilbert glanced at her, his thin lips curling into a faint smile, "Galloway is a renowned contemporary artist, his paintings are priceless treasures, sought after by many. Probably, Mr. White just wanted some peace and quiet."

Really?

Sherilyn furrowed her brows, skeptical.

"Stop worrying about it."

Gilbert extended his arm, took her hand, and gently caressed it, "You're overthinking because you're concerned."

Was she really overthinking?

Sherilyn pulled her hand away, her face tight, "Just focus on driving!"

At the Golden Oak Manor.

Gilbert came out after taking a shower.

"Come here..." Sherilyn beckoned to him, "I need to check something."

"Alright."

He didn't ask why, just obediently walked over to her.

Sherilyn was holding knitting needles, having just started a bright red, thin circle.

remembered she had mentioned knitting him a sweater and couldn't help but chuckle, "All this time, and you've only done this much?" Sherilyn looked up, glaring slightly

in a

himself, "Take your time. If it's not ready this year, next year is fine too.

"That's more like it..."

wasn't

had first knitted one for

the size was

"It's good."

Sherilyn

planning to take

the stuff into

time during

"Come here."

for her, and as

hold you as we sleep, so your hands and feet stay warm. From

The next day.

only free in the afternoon, Sherilyn went back to Sunset Ridge Community in the morning to spend time with

Sherilyn arrived, Lauren informed her, "Ms. Sherilyn,

a last-minute

"Sorry about that." Lauren

was

above,

too. Sorry for

inconvenience."

seemed to be someone with significant

After a brief moment of surprise,

extra person doesn't change

came to practice