Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Could it really be because she lacked a father figure growing up? Is that why she’s into older guys?

“No, that’s impossible.” Gilbert shook his head, refusing to accept it.

After all, she had liked him for many years! If she liked him, there’s no way she’d fall for someone like Ernest! She must be just confused, young, and naive, that’s all!

Yes, that has to be it. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Gilbert was worried. If Sherilyn could be fooled once, she could be fooled again. He had to keep a close eye on her.

His role as an ex–husband was getting more stressful by the day!

Two days later, Sherilyn was almost back to her usual self.

Though speaking was still a bit difficult, at least her throat wasn’t as sore. After discussing with Colin, she decided to resume her performances.

That evening, while Sherilyn was getting her makeup done, Colin showed up.

“Sherilyn!” Colin beamed, all smiles, “Great news!”

Sherilyn was puzzled. “What great news?”

Her voice was still weak, speaking was an effort.

“Ha–ha!” Colin couldn’t contain his laughter. “Mr. Gilbert is here!”

“I was kinda bummed out about Mr. Smith falling through. But then, Mr. Gilbert shows up! Looks like, Sherilyn… fate has its own plans! The big guy upstairs is looking out for you! Ha–ha…”

Sure, Mr. Smith was decent, but compared to Mr. Gilbert, he was leagues apart.

However, Sherilyn couldn’t manage a smile.

Because she knew all too well that Gilbert wasn’t here to be her patron… he was purely here to ‘watch‘ over her.

Like he said, he felt she was bringing shame to the Johnson family.

“Sherilyn.”

Colin remembered the last unpleasant encounter she had with Gilbert and advised her. gently.

“Ease up on the attitude, whatever it is, just appease Mr. Gilbert. Men, you know, especially those who handle big affairs, tend to have a bit of an ego, right? If you keep him happy, what could you possibly lack?”

He winked and whispered.

“At the very least, it’s way more than what Mr. Smith could’ve offered!”

Sherilyn, at a loss for words, managed a forced nod. “Got it.”

“See, that’s the spirit.”

Colin patted her shoulder, “You’ve got a busy night, and Mr. Gilbert is here to see your show!”

After the show, Sherilyn removed her makeup and exited through the staff door, where Gilbert’s tall figure awaited.

It was unclear how long he had been waiting, but upon hearing footsteps, he turned to look at her.

Without any unnecessary words, he commanded, “Follow.”

Sherilyn silently complied, trailing behind him.

Outside, Gilbert approached the car and opened the passenger door, saying, “Get in.”

Taking a deep breath, Sherilyn bent down and got into the car.

As the car drove off, Sherilyn turned to him, attempting to start a conversation, “Could you… not come to Neon Nights Bar anymore?”

“Sure.” Gillo

be able to-

nodded. “When I’m busy, you could wish for me to come, and I still wouldn’t

He then grinned mischievously at Sherilyn, “But just so you know, I’ve already spread the word. Now, in the whole of Sunhaven, anyone who knows the name Gilbert… wouldn’t dare mess with you!”

“Spread the word?” Sherilyn was/confused, “What do you mean?”

“Cough.”

Gilbert cleared his throat, choosing not to answer, “Shut it! Why so many questions? Your throat just started getting better, and here you are straining it!”

Sherilyn closed her mouth, and the two of them rode back to Serenity Street in silence.

Gilbert didn’t accompany her upstairs but waited at the building’s entrance until he saw the lights in her apartment turn on, planning to leave.

Suddenly, everything went dark