Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 775

"Please, you're a good person..."

The woman clung to Sherilyn's hand as if she had found a guardian angel. "You're a good soul, like the ones we've met before..."

Sherilyn was taken aback, unsure why the woman felt this way, but it was clear her mental state was frazzled.

Nodding, Sherilyn held her hand firmly, "Yes, we've met again. Tell me, what's wrong?"

Glancing nervously around, the woman whispered, "I don't know these people! They're after me, and I'm scared..."

"So..."

Sherilyn looked towards Gilbert and then patted the woman's hand, "I'll stay with you, okay?"

"Yes, yes!" The woman didn't hesitate, nodding eagerly and snuggling closer to Sherilyn.

"Let's go." Leading her gently upstairs, a maid guided them to a bedroom.

Sherilyn helped the woman sit on a couch, fetched a brush, and started tidying her tangled hair into a neat fishtail braid.

Noticing the woman's face was grimy, as if she'd brushed against something dirty, a maid promptly offered a wet towel. Sherilyn cleaned the woman's face, revealing her true beauty underneath the grime. Sherilyn couldn't help but gasp; the woman was stunning... and bore a striking resemblance to Gilbert.

a somewhat androgynous beauty which,

age, his mother should be in her fifties,

But what had happened?

with his parents, seemingly held a grudge against his father, and his mother...

the woman clutching

the woman

looked at the maid, "Could you prepare

the

she returned with

tray, asking the woman, "Can you

I can." The woman nodded,

"Good."

state,

medicated food prepared by the doctor. After eating, the woman

was comfortable, Sherilyn closed the curtains and left

taking her with

was soft

"Your wife?"

simmered beneath

cold

you treated her?"