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.

tone indifferent. "I'm tired.

Gilbert

silent, gazing out of the window. She thought to herself

on, she wouldn't ask him

...

at Golden

Ms. Gomez, dinner is ready and still warm. It's the

"Got it."

nodded. "You can go home

Gilbert." The housekeeper nodded

her

turned towards the kitchen. He prepared the rice and soup, so Sherilyn could eat as

for a while, Sherilyn didn't show

and decided to

entering the room, he heard the sound of water from

bathroom. Sherilyn was taking.net

Gilbert waited by

the

emerged, and Gilbert immediately approached her, "Sherilyn, it's

"No, thanks."

his gaze, "I'm not

bed, pulled back the covers,

approached the bed, sitting on

her delicate face, he coaxed gently, "It's not good to sleep on

at him and still refused, "I don't want to eat. It's okay, I often skipped dinner

before, now is