Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Sherilyn..."

A current of panic surged through Gilbert. He was truly flustered!

He never anticipated such a twist in events!

Holding Sherilyn's hand, he pleaded for forgiveness, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Stop it."

Sherilyn stared at him, her gaze steady and unflinching, "I'm not interested in those half-hearted apologies. Save your energy." "It's not half-hearted!"

Gilbert lifted her hand to his lips, his mind racing for a way to keep his brother's secret safe while also appeasing Sherilyn's anger.

"The truth is...I didn't find out.......I was afraid you'd be mad, that's why I said that!"

Let Sherilyn think him incapable.

"I'm sorry, I failed to handle the task you gave me. It's my fault."

Sherilyn barely lifted an eyelid, "That's it?"

"Yes!" Gilbert leaned in, kissing her forehead as his voice trembled slightly.

"It's my fault. You can hit me, yell at me, be mad at me...anything. But please, don't say things like 'when do we break up,' 'my feelings for you were all fake'... Can we not go there?" Sherilyn remained silent.

She didn't buy his excuse of not being able to trace a hidden number. It was either unwillingness on his part or there was something else he was hiding.

But Sherilyn was tired of arguing. She knew it was futile.

her tone indifferent. "I'm tired. I want to go

this, Gilbert

of the window. She thought to herself

wouldn't

...

arriving at Golden Oak

Gomez, dinner is ready

"Got it."

nodded. "You can go home

Gilbert." The housekeeper nodded

this time, Sherilyn had already made her way to the staircase, heading for her

rice and soup, so Sherilyn could eat as soon as

a

his temples and decided to

he heard the sound of water

bathroom. Sherilyn was taking.net

by the

while, the

and Gilbert immediately approached her,

"No, thanks."

head, avoiding his gaze, "I'm not hungry.

the bed, pulled back the covers,

bed, sitting on

not good to sleep on an empty stomach.

don't want to eat. It's okay, I often skipped dinner

is before,