Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 585

"Achoo!"

Fresh off the plane, Gilbert sneezed, rubbing his nose.

"Mr. Gilbert," Charles quickly offered his overcoat, "be careful not to catch a cold."

"Mhm." Gilbert donned the coat and exited the airport.

The trip to London was supposed to last two weeks, but ten days in, Gilbert was already on his way back to Sunhaven.

It was daytime in Sunhaven.

Charles asked, "Mr. Gilbert, do you want to head to the office, or...?"

Gilbert glanced back at his team, all showing signs of fatigue.

"Wave his hand, "Let's all head home and rest."

"Thanks, Mr. Johnson!"

"Have a good rest, Mr. Johnson!"

Everyone dispersed, and Gilbert also got into his car, heading towards Golden Oak Manor. Leaning back in his seat, he too was exhausted.

The last time he rushed back to Sunhaven was for Sherilyn...

Unexpectedly, it felt like Sherilyn had stabbed him right in the heart!

It hurt... so much...

To ease the pain, upon arriving in London, Gilbert worked tirelessly, day and night... The work ended earlier than planned.

But, he didn't feel any better.

Thinking of her name, Gilbert felt numb from the tip of his heart to his tongue.

...

Golden Oak Manor.

The doorbell rang, and Fidelia was hanging clothes on the balcony.

"I'm coming!" Fidelia rushed to the door, expecting Gilbert. But it was Sylvia.

"Mrs. Johnson."

"Mhm."

Sylvia nodded and turned to look behind her.