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.

accurately, Gilbert resembled her. Gilbert had a somewhat androgynous beauty which, it seemed, he

mother should be in her fifties, yet

But what had happened?

seemingly held a grudge against his father, and

she saw the woman clutching

woman chuckled,

maid, "Could you prepare

away," the maid

with a

got it." Sherilyn took the tray, asking the woman, "Can you eat

can." The woman nodded,

"Good."

watched her eat. Despite her mental state, the

doctor. After eating, the woman grew tired. Sherilyn helped her to bed, and soon, she was

closed the curtains and left the room.

her

Naylor's laugh was soft and mocking.

"Your wife?"

anger simmered beneath

his laugh cold and

you treated her?"