Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

At the exclusive Pinegrove Club.

Gilbert stepped out of the private dining room, craving a breath of fresh air, with Callie Robinson trotting behind him.

"Gilbert, wait up!"

He glanced back at her, then asked, "Why are you following me?"

"Why so grumpy?" Callie pouted, ignoring his chilly demeanor. "We've known each other since we were kids, remember? You didn't even recognize me last time! Plus, you still owe me an apology." She was referring to the incident involving her and Caroline Bennett.

At that time, Gilbert hadn't recognized her.

But who was Callie? A lady of distinguished heritage, raised with Western values, unfamiliar with the concept of restraint.

Knowing Gilbert would be here tonight, she made it a point to seek him out.

Once Gilbert was informed of her identity, the issue with Caroline had to be brushed aside.

The Robinson family's reputation had to be preserved.

But an apology?

A smirk played on Gilbert's lips. "And how exactly should I apologize?"

Callie laughed, looping her arm through his and saying, "Gilbert, I like you! I've liked you since we were kids! Let's date? I want to be with you!"

Really? Gilbert paused, momentarily stunned.

stood before him with that

grow up, I want to marry you! I want to be with

girl's heart

change, hearts drift apart. This world never promised

Gilbert smirked, "Thanks."

tighter to his arm, becoming more clingy, "You

her off, "I have a girlfriend. You're

me even more!" Gilbert squinted, thinking to himself how her brazen confidence

you!

her hand in front of

of it with a chuckle, "We've been out here for a while,

onto his arm tightly, "Then, will

"I can't!"

"I can teach you!"

...

Golden Oak Manor.

was past nine, and dinner

reheat and struggling with her pregnancy appetite, opted for a bowl of soup from the pot. That filled

she emerged from her

Gilbert

scrolled through her phone with no particular aim. Suddenly,

new social media post caught her eye-it was from Callie, a photo. The backdrop seemed like a fancy ball

Gilbert

defined fingers holding a