Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 558

Arriving at the Golden Oak Manor, Gilbert was wrestling with how to gracefully scoop Sherilyn out of the car with one arm when she stirred awake on her own.

Blinking her eyes open, she murmured, “Are we here already? Why didn’t you wake me?”

Gilbert couldn’t help but chuckle, “Seems like you woke up just at the right time. My arm's a bit out of commission; let me just hold your hand instead.”

He extended his hand to Sherilyn, helping her out of the car as they walked together toward the house.

“Hmm…”

As they entered, Sherilyn inhaled deeply, “Wow, what’s that amazing smell? Is Fidelia cooking up some stew?”

“Ms. Gomez, Mr. Johnson, it’s oxtail soup.”

Sherilyn pulled Gilbert to sit down, pointing at his arm, “Perfect, you could use some nourishment yourself.”

“Sure thing,” Gilbert replied with a smile.

“By the way,”

During dinner, Sherilyn broached a subject, “Could you maybe not have Abel tailing me anymore?”

“Hmm?” Gilbert raised an eyebrow, not immediately responding.

“Let him stay with you.”

Sherilyn glanced at his arm, “If Abel had been there today, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

“Worried about me?”

Gilbert took her hand, gently squeezing it in his.

“Yeah.” Sherilyn pursed her lips, nodding, “Getting slashed with a knife is terrifying, isn’t it?”

“Don’t be scared.”

Gilbert stretched his arm, pulling her onto his lap, his palm resting on her belly.

“Don’t worry, for you and the kids, I’ll be fine.”

Sherilyn couldn’t shake the feeling that Gilbert might be facing some tough challenges.

She wanted to leave him, that was true, but he was the father of her children. Even if they were to live apart, she hoped they both could still lead happy lives.

After some thought, she asked, “What did your brother tell you? Who was that person who attacked you?”