Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 1028

"Of course, it was as clear as day!"

Sherilyn felt a lump in her throat and a storm brewing in her belly, but one glance at his face and she remembered the shadows lurking in his mind…

She let it go.

Brushing past him, she marched straight out of the room.

"…"

Gilbert stood there, stunned. Was Sherilyn still mad at him? Hadn't she forgiven him?

So, his move last night… did it work or not?

If she was really that unwilling, then he… well, he couldn't possibly share a room with a guy tonight.

...

As Sherilyn descended the stairs, she noticed the living room's wall lamps were lit, and the kitchen and dining area were brightly illuminated.

Hearing footsteps, someone approached.

It was a woman in her forties, greeting her with a bow and a smile, "Ms. Gomez."

Introducing herself, she said, "I usually work in the main house, but Mr. Harrison asked me to come over today to look after you and Mr. Nine."

Actually, it was mainly to look after Mr. Nine.

Sherilyn got it; this servant knew how to speak well.

"Mm."

Sherilyn smiled and nodded in acknowledgment, then asked, "Can you prepare herbal remedies?"

"Yes," the servant nodded. "Over at the main house, Mrs. Katy also needs her medicine, and I'm quite accustomed to preparing it."

She added, "I've already prepared Mr. Nine's herbal tea, and it's on its first boil."

Efficient and experienced, just as Sherilyn had hoped. No wonder Naylor had her transferred.

Nodding, she said, "Mr. Nine's diet needs special attention too. I have a diet plan from the hospital here; please prepare his meals according to it every day…"

"Of course, Ms. Gomez."

When Gilbert came down, Sherilyn was still instructing the servant.

Speaking softly and slowly, she concluded, "That's about it… if there's anything unclear, we can discuss further."

"Understood, Ms. Gomez."

"Then off you go."

Seeing his reluctant face, Sherilyn's eyes softened slightly, "I made it myself."

"Really?" Gilbert's eyebrows lifted, a spark in his eyes.

"Really." Sherilyn nodded earnestly.

"Then I'll drink it." Gilbert grinned, "Can't disappoint you…"

Instead of taking the cup, he simply leaned forward, his mouth touching the rim.

Really now…

Sherilyn couldn't help but smile at his antics. Was he expecting her to feed him?

This guy really knew how to take an inch and stretch it a mile…

Yet, seeing his carefree smile, a faint sourness touched Sherilyn's heart, and she slowly lifted her arm.

Bringing the vegetable juice to his lips, she cautioned, "Drink up, slowly now, careful not to choke…"

Gilbert complied carefully, his heart fluttering.

Sherilyn being this kind to him, this nice…