Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Where was Sherilyn off to?

Gilbert furrowed his brow, quickening his pace.

"Gilbert." A crisp, slightly sharp voice called out from the side.

Turning, Gilbert saw Caroline approaching with a smile, still dressed in her stage costume, with Caleb in tow.

"Caroline?" Gilbert frowned, "What are you doing here?"

"Just here for work." Caroline glanced at Caleb with a smile.

"Mr. Johnson," Caleb explained, "Caroline, out of consideration for me, agreed to make a cameo in a couple of scenes."

"I got a call from Mr. Marshall at the last minute, and I couldn't say no to him. Luckily, I was free," Caroline added.

Before her trip to Switzerland, she had paused all her work, and hadn't scheduled anything upon her return.

Gilbert nodded slightly, "I see."

"Mr. Johnson."

Caleb then extended an invitation, "We're about to wrap up for the day. The crew is planning a dinner, and Caroline will be joining. Would you care to join us, Mr. Johnson?" "Let's go together."

Caroline quickly made the decision for him, "Gilbert, I'm going to take off my makeup. Wait for me, it's settled then." "Alright."

couldn't refuse, merely

Had she run off

not recognizing the person,

into an awkward smile, "Mr. Johnson, I'm Karol, an artist with

her, but he hadn't managed to match faces to names just yet. He

Karol pressed on,

giving her a direct look, "Do you know where

Karol nodded, holding

bag,

is in the restroom.

feeling well, I brought

"Not feeling well?"

brow furrowed at once, "What's wrong with her? Where

"Don't worry."

Sherilyn is having her monthly visitor, I brought her

clarification, Gilbert understood;

hadn't intentionally run away upon

during her period, making her uncomfortable. Was she feeling unwell just now? Nodding at Karol, he urged her, "Go ahead, don't keep

Mr. Johnson." Karol smiled, "I'll head

"Sure."

'items' Karol had brought, thanking her,

it was quite unexpected. She hadn't felt the usual pre-warning signs, Rot like before when