Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1142

"Night then, catch you later for dinner."

"Alright, goodnight."

Galen put his phone down, took a peek through the gate, and finally started his car and drove off.

...

It was nine in the evening when Gilbert hurried back to Blue Haven.

As he entered the South Building, the lights in the dining room were still on.

"You're back."

Sherilyn greeted him. She wore an oatmeal-colored silk gown, a cashmere shawl draped over her shoulders. Her long hair was braided into a fishtail that lay gracefully over her chest. Her face was bare, yet she looked as fresh and lovely as a lily in bloom.

She asked him just that one question before turning to walk further inside.

"Come have your medicine."

It was a statement, almost an order.

"Okay."

Gilbert followed her obediently, sat down, and picked up the bowl. As he drank the concoction, he kept his eyes on her.

"Why are you staring at me?" Sherilyn frowned. "Am I the medicine?"

"You're just so beautiful, incredibly beautiful."

out a soft laugh, resting her chin on her hand.

asked, genuinely curious. "What's so strange

"I haven't changed much, maybe a little, but it's not like

felt a pang

"Just drink your medicine."

suddenly stood up and walked away, her demeanor suggesting

"Sherilyn! Wait!"

panic, Gilbert quickly finished his medicine and hurried after

the bedroom, Sherilyn headed into the walk-in closet to grab some clothes to change into

mad?" Gilbert took her hand, looking

I am." Sherilyn didn't shy away, meeting his gaze and admitting it

me before, so why start now? Why did you have to mess with my

"I'm sorry!"

arms around

was blind before. I don't

her eyes, not satisfied with

her tighter. "My brother, he's already in

"?"

Sherilyn stopped struggling and looked up

"He contacted you?"

"Yeah."

nodded, his

cheek. "He

afternoon as

arrived."

vel?