Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Fidelia had no reason to tangle with him anymore.

"No worries, Fidelia. I'm heading out now."

Sherilyn waved at Fidelia, making her way to the foyer to pull open the front door. It was nearly noon, and she was running late for her daily visit to the Sunset Ridge Community. Jenna would be worried by

now.

However, as the door swung open, she was greeted by the sight of a young man with a sturdy build standing on the doorstep.

"Ms. Gomez."

"Abel?"

Sherilyn recognized him, though they hadn't spoken much. She knew him as Gilbert's bodyguard.

The Johnson brothers each had bodyguards, something Sherilyn hadn't understood before. She now knew it was because they had been kidnapped as kids.

But what was Abel doing here?

"Ms. Gomez, Mr. Gilbert has instructed that you need to rest at home."

Sherilyn was taken aback. What did he mean by that?

Abel continued, "Ms. Gomez, whatever you need, just command me."

His tone was respectful, yet carried an undeniable sense of coercion.

Sherilyn couldn't help but scoff, "Abel, tell me exactly what Gilbert said."

"Well..."

"Out with it!"

'Keep a close eye on her. She is not to step outside Golden Oak

was stunned. Not allowed to leave? Was this some

right did he have to do

I insist on

at the gate, "Ms. Gomez, with me here,

astounded, at a loss for

around, she went back

impossible to make it to Sunset Ridge

was okay. Jenna's little brother and

a little longer for me!"

the question,

again, only to be stopped by

"Move!" Sherilyn frowned, glaring

at him,

trying to go

you saying I

to work now?"

response firm, "I

for Sherilyn's affairs, he wouldn't and

laughed in frustration. "Fine, I'll talk

the living room and immediately called Gilbert. The call went through, but no one

She tried

clearly ignoring

now? Seeing no other option, Sherilyn called

me... I'm not feeling well today and can't make it. I'd

sick?" Lauren checked