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.

and couldn't help but chuckle, "All this

in

time. If it's not ready this year, next year is fine

"That's more like it..."

muttered. It wasn't her

for Jenna,

the size was just

"It's good."

Sherilyn

her backpack, planning to

the stuff

time

"Come here."

waiting for her, and as soon as she joined him, he wrapped his arms around

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

The next day.

to Sunset Ridge Community in

informed her, "Ms. Sherilyn,

a last-minute

"Sorry about that." Lauren

was

above,

too. Sorry

inconvenience."

be someone with significant

Sherilyn shook her head, smiling. After a brief moment of surprise, she

doesn't change my

stars came to practice today, except for