Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 529

"That number, indeed, is registered under the name of Galloway."

Sherilyn was taken aback, having not expected such a result.

But she couldn't understand, "Why hide the number?"

Gilbert glanced at her, his thin lips curling into a faint smile, "Galloway is a renowned contemporary artist, his paintings are priceless treasures, sought after by many. Probably, Mr. White just wanted some peace and quiet."

Really?

Sherilyn furrowed her brows, skeptical.

"Stop worrying about it."

Gilbert extended his arm, took her hand, and gently caressed it, "You're overthinking because you're concerned."

Was she really overthinking?

Sherilyn pulled her hand away, her face tight, "Just focus on driving!"

...

At the Golden Oak Manor.

Gilbert came out after taking a shower.

"Come here..." Sherilyn beckoned to him, "I need to check something."

"Alright."

He didn't ask why, just obediently walked over to her.

Sherilyn was holding knitting needles, having just started a bright red, thin circle.

Gilbert remembered she had mentioned knitting him a sweater and couldn't help but chuckle, "All this time, and you've only done this much?"

Sherilyn looked up, glaring slightly at him.

"I'm not in a hurry!"

Gilbert quickly corrected himself, "Take your time. If it's not ready this year, next year is fine too. I'll keep fit."

"That's more like it..."

Sherilyn muttered. It wasn't her being slow.

Rather, she had first knitted one for Jenna, her little darling obviously came first.

After measuring, the size was just right.

"It's good."