"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...

London, Gilbert worked tirelessly, day and

didn't feel any

felt numb from the tip of his

...

Golden Oak Manor.

was hanging clothes on the

door, expecting Gilbert. But it

"Mhm."

turned to look

followed, carrying items

walked in, asking Fidelia,

and not seeing Sherilyn, she

bed?

sleepy. Let

been eating lately? Still just soups? I brought her

David was carrying, and he smiled

"Ma'am..."

unsure what

Sylvia stood up, smiling gently, "I'll go upstairs and check

"Ma'am!"

a cold sweat, blocking

has been working afternoons at the TV station, hasn't

Fidelia shook

saying, "I'm not

been

several

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