Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 990

Sherilyn glanced at the message and instinctively turned to Gilbert, "Was it you? Did you tweak my script?" "Are we not in a rush anymore?"

Gilbert smiled lightly, neither confirming nor denying, "Can we relax and have something to eat now?"

Of course, there were no objections.

The two made their way to the restaurant, one after the other.

Here at the South Building, there wasn't a dedicated chef.

That was because it wasn't necessary. Ever since Gilbert had moved in, he hadn't had a single meal here.

He would usually head back to Blue Haven, mostly to join his mother Katy for meals.

So, breakfast was prepared by Sophia.

This morning, Sophia had baked the toast that Jenna had specifically asked for.

But now, facing the freshly baked toast, Sherilyn found herself without an appetite.

She rubbed her stomach as it felt unusually cold.

"What's wrong?"

Gilbert noticed her discomfort and frowned slightly, "Feeling unwell?"

"No," Sherilyn shook her head.

"Is it the food that's not to your liking?"

she reached for the toast and then

didn't hand it over but instead asked her, "What do you

then chuckled, "Sophia went through the trouble of making this, I'll

Gilbert insisted, "I asked

with a smile, "Don't worry

"You?"

was taken aback,

Really?

ten years and was unaware that he

"You can cook?"

a mock glare, "Just because I haven't had the chance to cook doesn't mean I

blinked, telling the truth, "Chicken noodle

noodle what?" Gilbert raised an

you..." Sherilyn pouted, "Forget it, I'll just have the

everyone who knows how

noodle soup,

and stood up,

hand right now, so it might take

What?

was astonished, could he really make

stood up and

watched in

took out the flour and asked her while opening the fridge, "What

And make it

it, spicy and

down; I'll call you when it's

"Oh, okay."

AQUMS

his left hand being less cooperative, Gilbert was