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.

couldn't help but chuckle, "All this time, and you've only done this much?"

in

it's not ready this year, next year is

"That's more like it..."

wasn't

had first knitted one for

the size was just

"It's good."

Sherilyn

backpack, planning to take

the stuff into a

the time during

"Come here."

her, and as soon as she joined him, he

stay warm. From now on, I'll

The next day.

the stars were only free in the afternoon, Sherilyn went back to Sunset Ridge Community in the morning to

informed her, "Ms. Sherilyn, your group

a

"Sorry about that." Lauren

was a

from above,

out too.

inconvenience."

to be someone with significant

her head, smiling. After a brief moment of surprise,

doesn't change my

stars came to practice today,