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...

worked tirelessly, day and night... The

he didn't feel any

felt numb from the tip of his

...

Golden Oak Manor.

rang, and Fidelia was hanging clothes on

coming!" Fidelia rushed to the door, expecting

"Mhm."

nodded and turned to look

items in both

in, asking Fidelia, "Where's

and not seeing

bed? Sleeping?

makes one sleepy. Let

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

and he smiled as he took it to the

"Ma'am..."

unsure what

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

"Ma'am!"

blocking Sylvia's path, "Ms.

here?" Sylvia was surprised, "How come? Sherilyn has been working afternoons at the TV station, hasn't

Fidelia shook

saying, "I'm not

hasn't been to Golden

for several