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.

"All this time, and you've only done this

in a

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

"That's more like it..."

It wasn't her

for Jenna, her little darling

size was just

"It's good."

Sherilyn

to take it to the TV

stuff into

the time

"Come here."

waiting for her, and as soon

sleep, so your hands and feet stay warm. From now on, I'll always hold you." Sherilyn leaned into his embrace, responding softly,

The next day.

Sunset Ridge Community in the morning to spend time with

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

a last-minute

"Sorry about that." Lauren

was a

above, the

too. Sorry for

inconvenience."

be someone with

shook her head, smiling. After a brief moment of

extra person doesn't change my

the stars came to practice today, except for