Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 1231

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As Sherilyn changed her clothes, her phone buzzed with a message from Joyce.

[Sherilyn, I told Gilbert about your situation.]

She paused, momentarily surprised. So, he knows now?

Well, so be it.

After stepping out of the bathroom, Sherilyn slipped out of her hospital gown and into her own clothes.

Just then, Candida entered. “Ms. Gomez, the discharge papers are ready. Shall we go?”

“Yes.”

Sherilyn nodded. “Let’s head home.”

If they delayed any longer, Jenna would start looking for her, and that would only make her upset.

On the way back, Sherilyn made a special stop at Crimson Table to pick up Jenna’s favorite blueberry cake and some freshly baked custard tarts.

When they arrived at Blue Haven, Jenna was already in her lessons.

Sherilyn lingered quietly at the doorway for a while before turning to the housekeeper. “Put the cake away, please. Bring it out after Jenna’s class.”

“Of course, Ms. Gomez.”

The day unfolded in peaceful routine, with Sherilyn spending time by Jenna’s side, everything feeling just as it always had.

That evening, after dinner, it was just mother and daughter. Gilbert still hadn’t returned.

Even after Jenna drifted off to sleep, there was no sign of him.

It was unusual—no matter how busy he was, he always made time to be with Jenna.

Sherilyn understood. Most likely, whatever Joyce had told him… was still working on his mind.

“Ms. Gomez.”

A housekeeper came to her with a message. “Mr. Charles just called. Mr. Nine won’t be coming home tonight. He asked us to pack some of his clothes and medication to send to the office… He said you might want to pack them yourself.”

Mr. Nine was notoriously particular. He really didn’t like others touching his personal belongings.

Not coming home?

Sherilyn froze for a moment, then nodded. “Alright.”

She made her way to his room, walked into the closet, and took out a small suitcase. As she sorted through his clothes, her fingers paused over a particular section.

This one…?