"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...

upon arriving in London, Gilbert worked tirelessly, day and night... The work ended earlier

didn't feel

name, Gilbert felt numb from the tip of his heart

...

Golden Oak Manor.

doorbell rang, and Fidelia was hanging clothes on the

the door, expecting

"Mhm."

nodded and turned to look

followed, carrying items

in, asking Fidelia,

not

in bed?

makes one sleepy. Let

asked Fidelia, "How's Sherilyn been eating lately? Still just soups? I

was carrying, and he smiled as

"Ma'am..."

unsure what

stood up, smiling gently, "I'll go upstairs and check on Sherilyn. I'll be

"Ma'am!"

sweat, blocking Sylvia's path, "Ms. Gomez...

Sherilyn has been working afternoons at

Fidelia shook her

saying, "I'm not

been

several days

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