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.

help but chuckle, "All this time, and you've only done this much?"

not in a

ready this year, next year is fine too. I'll

"That's more like it..."

muttered. It wasn't

she had first knitted one for Jenna, her little darling obviously came

size was just

"It's good."

Sherilyn

her backpack, planning to take it to the

stuff into a

the time during

"Come here."

her, and as soon as she joined

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

The next day.

Sunset Ridge Community in the

her, "Ms. Sherilyn, your group has an additional

a last-minute

"Sorry about that." Lauren

was a

from above, the

too. Sorry

inconvenience."

seemed to be someone with significant

her head, smiling. After a

person doesn't

stars came to practice today, except for