Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



Sherilyn blinked in surprise. "Why would you ask that?"

"Just a hunch."

Rebecca White said, "Your voice, it's so listless. Something wrong? Is it about Gilbert?"

Sherilyn chuckled dryly, "Spot on, as always."

Indeed!

Rebecca White expressed her curiosity, "What's up with you two? Hasn't he been putting a lot of effort in lately?"Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Well, about him..."

Sherilyn sighed, briefly mentioning the situation with Karol, "He's out of the picture for me now..."

She spoke rapidly, a sign she didn't really want to revisit the subject unless asked.

"This..."

Rebecca White was visibly shocked, incredulous, "Gilbert doesn't seem like that kind of guy, does he?"

"Why would you say that?" Sherilyn was slightly surprised.

"I can't quite put my finger on it." Rebecca White shook her head, "Just a feeling..."

Sherilyn fell silent.

Before this, she and Rebecca White shared the same view, but the undeniable truth made her a believer.

She sighed, "Goes to show, can't judge a book by its cover."

"His thing with Karol..."

Rebecca couldn't help but inquire, "When did that start?"

"I don't know."

Sherilyn felt a hint of irritation, not wanting to continue on this topic, "Do I look like I want to grill them on how they hooked up? Not my cup of tea." "Sherilyn..."

Rebecca realized she might have crossed a line.

This situation must be tough for Sherilyn.

"Sorry."

"Pfft."

Sherilyn laughed, "Apologize for what? I'm fine, really. I've been through worse; this is nothing."

She was no longer the girl who would fall apart over a guy.

Though it still hurt, she would get through it.

Life went on as usual.

Sherilyn continued acting every day, ignoring the constant calls and texts from Gilbert.

With friends like Sophia, Galen, and

Rebecca White, she wasn't

about missing out on

ng out on a worried

One evening, after wrapping up a scene...

"Sherilyn!"

Naomi hurried over, handing her a water bottle and a mini fan, cautiously gauging her reaction.

Sherilyn couldn't help but smile, "What's up?"

"Well..." Naomi grinned, "Mr. Johnson is here, says he'd like to meet you."

Pointing in a direction, "Over there."

Sherilyn paused, then looked over.

Under a nearby sunshade, Gilbert stood in a tailored suit, his tall frame unmistakable.

He waved at her when their eyes met, his smile tinged with difficulty.

Sherilyn quickly looked away.

After taking a sip of water, she handed the bottle back to Naomi

et

her tone indifferent. "Tell him I won't see him, he shouldn't waste his time."

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With that, she turned and headed for the dressing room.

"Uh, okay..."

Naomi reluctantly went over to Gilbert, repeating Sherilyn's words verbatim. "Mr. Harrison, so, um..." Gilbert's expression remained calm, unreadable. After a brief pause, he nodded.

"Thank you, I understand."

He glanced down at Naomi, "Take good care of her, and if there's anything, contact my assistant."

Charles quickly stepped forward, exchanging contact info with Naomi.

"Nice to meet you, let's keep in touch, okay?"

"Sure."

Gilbert watched the direction of the

dressing room, frowningne

before pulling out his phone to text Sherilyn. Content belongs, to

【I'm here waiting for you. If you're willing, let's talk, okay?】

As usual, he got no reply.