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 a

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

"That's more like it..."

wasn't

had first knitted one for Jenna, her little

size

"It's good."

Sherilyn

into her backpack, planning to take it to

the stuff

the time

"Come here."

lifted the covers waiting for her, and as soon as she joined him, he wrapped

we sleep, so your hands and feet stay

The next day.

were only free in the afternoon, Sherilyn went back to Sunset Ridge Community in the morning to spend time with Jenna. After the lunch break, she hurried

Lauren informed her, "Ms. Sherilyn, your

a last-minute

"Sorry about that." Lauren

was

from above,

too. Sorry

inconvenience."

be someone with

a brief moment of surprise, she regained

doesn't

stars came to practice today,