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?"

just have this," Sherilyn said as she reached for the toast and then directed Gilbert, "Pass me

but instead asked her, "What do you really

through the trouble of making this, I'll

asked what you want to

frown in confusion, he added with a smile, "Don't worry about Sophia, I'll

"You?"

was taken aback,

Really?

years and was unaware that he

"You can cook?"

"Just because I haven't had the chance

telling the truth, "Chicken noodle

Gilbert

you..." Sherilyn pouted, "Forget

soup, not everyone who knows how to cook knows

soup,

away and stood up,

got one good hand right now, so it might take

What?

could he

stood up and followed

watched in

took out the flour and asked her while opening the fridge, "What kind of toppings?

And make it

spicy

down; I'll call you when

"Oh, okay."

AQUMS

to his left hand being less cooperative, Gilbert was