NovelAppArriving 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; letjust 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 sstew?" "Ms. Gomez, Mr. Johnson, it's oxtail soup." Sherilyn pulled Gilbert to sit down, pointing at his arm, "Perfect, you could use snourishment yourself." "Sure thing," Gilbert replied with a smile.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"By the way," During dinner, Sherilyn broached a subject, "Could you maybe not have Abel tailinganymore?" "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 stough 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 sthought, she asked, "What did your brother tell you? Who was that person who attacked you?" "Just a madman." Gilbert held her, spooning soup to her lips, Just sresentment towards the wealthy. Allen caught him on the spot and took him to the station. Don't worry." "Oh." Sherilyn felt a wave of relief. "But still, keep Abel close by. I don't need a bodyguard, and having him there would really putat ease." She wrapped her arms around his neck, negotiating.
"My life is pretty straightforward, you just need to dropat the TV station and pickup in the evening. Is that okay, please?" Unable to resist her coaxing, and frankly, unable to withstand her charm, he conceded.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I suppose I could agree." Gilbert offered her a piece of meat, suddenly saying, "Just don't meet Edgar again." Sherilyn paused, then cupped his face, "Listen, this I've only met only going to stime, believe it or post one "I believe!" Gilbert's eyes softened, holding her hand, "I believe! As long as it's you saying it, I believe." Something seemed to click for him, narrowing his eyes, "So, were you just talking nonsense before, to spite me?"
"Hmph!" Sherilyn huffed, turning her face away, "Who asked youto be so mean the moment you arrived?" "Ha." Gilbert laughed softly, "My bad, but think about it, was it right to say those things?" Sherilyn lowered her head, leaning on his shoulder.
Was that her way of admitting she was wrong?
Gilbert didn't press further, "Alright, it's all in the past now. Let's not bring e it up again. "Mhm." Sherilyn's voice was soft and tender.
Gilbert sighed inwardly, relieved... After all the turmoil, Sherilyn was still his Sherilyn and they were destined to last forever! That night, while Gilbert was showering, Sherilyn dialed Joyce Cooper's number.
"Transferring assets, selling off the property and real estate?" "Yes," Sherilyn said, "I don't know any lawyers, so I have to trouble you again." "Sneaky!" Joyce teased, "Being formal with me? Got it, leave it toet me. Sherilyn, I'll be waiting for you and Jenna, and the little one at Crestwood." X
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