Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

The next morning, as soon as Sherilyn woke up, the doorbell rang.

It was Gilbert.

"This early?" Sherilyn opened the door for him.

Gilbert had brought a housekeeper with him. "I had her come over to cook some meals and do the laundry."

Rebecca was blind and relied heavily on Sherilyn for assistance.

But there was no way he was going to have Sherilyn doing chores. She hadn't done such things at the Johnsons', and he definitely wouldn't expect her to serve Rebecca.

Sherilyn didn't refuse; she gratefully accepted, "Thank you."

"Huh?" Gilbert frowned unhappily, "What are you talking about? That's not something you just say."

Then he grinned, wrapping his arms around her waist, "Give me a kiss."

"Uh..." Sherilyn didn't have time to react.

As her breathing grew heavier, Sherilyn nervously struggled, "You...stop..."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Gilbert thought she was just shy. "The housekeeper's busy, and as for Rebecca, she can't see us."

"But you could at least hold back a little..."

Sherilyn frowned, "The doctor said we need to be extra careful during the first three months."

"Oh."

lowered his head, placing his palm on

the most precious right

a kiss shouldn't

"Sherilyn?"

Rebecca

quickly took the opportunity to push him away, "I'm

turned and walked

he hadn't had his fill of

Rebecca come out from inside,

curious, "Is there something

"Yes."

"Rebecca, please take a seat, this involves

leaning on Sherilyn's arm as she sat down. "Mr. Johnson,

"Here's the thing."

was on a

you're planning to

response a bit slow, "I suppose

to remain blind forever, but where to go for treatment, who to consult, and

probably guessed his intention, "Do you

Johnson family's connections, they surely had the

Gilbert winked at her, "If Rebecca is willing, then I'll

"How could I

"It's no imposition."

friend of Sherilyn's, you've taken good care of