Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1101

"What's going on here?"

Sherilyn looked at Gilbert, puzzled. "Do you two know each other?"

"Not exactly," Gilbert replied with a shrug.

"That's right," Joyce chimed in with a smile. "I ran into a bit of trouble in the garage earlier, and Mr. Harrison here was kind enough to lend a hand."

She proceeded to recount the incident in the garage.

"Ah, I see," Sherilyn said with a smile, giving Gilbert an approving glance. "Good job."

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, leaning in closer to her ear. "And what about a reward?"

They were in that blissful, lovestruck phase where she could practically read his mind. A closed door and a little privacy was all he was hinting at.

Sherilyn playfully pinched his arm and scolded, "Isn't that just part of being a decent person?"

Joyce watched them with a quiet amusement, not interrupting their banter.

"Joyce, come on over," Sherilyn said, linking arms with her friend. "Let's sit down. We've picked out some options for dinner, but we were waiting for you to make the final decision."

been back in forever. Even if it were shoe leather,

filled the air as

made sure her friend was comfortable.

"Sure," Joyce replied eagerly.

mid-meal. He glanced at Sherilyn. "I need to step

"Go ahead," she nodded.

Sherilyn with a

"Obvious, huh?"

confirmed with a nod. "The way he looks at you... it's like

a toast, "a man who would help a stranger must have

"To your happiness, Sherilyn."

glass with Joyce's, grinning. "I'm

past few days had been a whirlwind at Blue Haven, with everyone preparing for Naylor and

return home to find the butler from the

Haven, Sherilyn couldn't help but take on some

arrangements from early morning. Even though she didn't have to do everything herself, she still had to approve and

keeping things somewhat manageable. This event was just the

evening fell, Gilbert returned home, changed into something more formal, and joined her at

Sherilyn was saying to the butler when she noticed