Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1008

The door to the room opened silently, a testament to the care with which Gilbert entered. His eyes immediately found Jenna, who, despite being half-asleep, managed to muster a greeting for him.

"Mr. Gilbert."

"Hey there, kiddo."

Glancing at Sherilyn, he subtly nodded towards the door, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll stay with Jenna, get her back to sleep... Why don't you head down to the dining room?" "Why?" Sherilyn asked, puzzled.

"Just go, you'll see," he urged without offering further explanation. Gently pulling her to her feet, he then lay down beside Jenna.

Waving her off, he added, "Go on, then."

Feeling a mix of curiosity and reluctance due to not wanting to disturb Jenna's descent into slumber, Sherilyn left the room without further questions and made her way downstairs.

her, igniting a hunger she hadn't realized was there. Her stomach betrayed her with a loud grumble just as she was spotted by a smiling staff member at the dining table. "Good evening, Ms. Gomez," the staff

the greeting. "You're from

Building, Gilbert had introduced her to all the staff members to help her recognize faces and prevent any of the

"I'm one of the chefs from the main house. Mr. Gilbert

he continued, "Please,

you," Sherilyn said, taking the

the dish. "This

"Thanks."

the silverware beside her plate, pondering why Gilbert had arranged for this surprise. It must have

Sherilyn debated whether to indulge. She was hungry, but eating at this hour? Yet, there it was-a beautifully prepared fish dish. Her

is steamed, no

just a touch of the spicy and sour sauce you like. Go ahead, it's all protein, won't

He added:

thinner