Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Achoo!"

Fresh off the plane, Gilbert sneezed, rubbing his nose.

"Mr. Gilbert," Charles quickly offered his overcoat, "be careful not to catch a cold."

"Mhm." Gilbert donned the coat and exited the airport.

The trip to London was supposed to last two weeks, but ten days in, Gilbert was already on his way back to Sunhaven.

It was daytime in Sunhaven.

Charles asked, "Mr. Gilbert, do you want to head to the office, or...?"

Gilbert glanced back at his team, all showing signs of fatigue.

"Wave his hand, "Let's all head home and rest."

"Thanks, Mr. Johnson!"

"Have a good rest, Mr. Johnson!"

Everyone dispersed, and Gilbert also got into his car, heading towards Golden Oak Manor. Leaning back in his seat, he too was exhausted.

The last time he rushed back to Sunhaven was for Sherilyn...

Unexpectedly, it felt like Sherilyn had stabbed him right in the heart!

It hurt... so much...

ease the pain, upon arriving in London, Gilbert worked tirelessly,

he didn't feel any

her name, Gilbert felt numb from the tip of his heart to his

...

Golden Oak Manor.

doorbell rang, and Fidelia was hanging clothes on

door, expecting Gilbert. But it was

"Mhm."

nodded and turned to look behind

carrying items in

in!" Sylvia walked in, asking Fidelia, "Where's

and not seeing Sherilyn, she

bed?

sleepy. Let

Fidelia, "How's Sherilyn been eating lately? Still

what David was carrying, and he smiled as he took

"Ma'am..."

unsure what to

smiling gently, "I'll go upstairs and check on Sherilyn. I'll be quiet, won't wake

"Ma'am!"

sweat, blocking Sylvia's path, "Ms.

"How come? Sherilyn has been working

shook

"I'm not

been

for several