Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 258

Now, she couldn't even muster the energy to sit down and have a proper conversation with Sherilyn.

"Sherilyn, are you still in touch with your ex-husband? I really don't get you. How can you be so shameless?"

Adela scrutinized Sherilyn from head to toe.

"Besides your looks, what do you have that's good enough for Edgar? How dare you cling onto him?"

Gilbert happened to overhear this particular sentence. His face immediately darkened.

He was never known for his patience, and he quickly stepped in front of Adela, shielding Sherilyn.

"Mrs. Ferguson, mind your words, please! What do you mean Sherilyn is clinging to your son? It's your son who's been doggedly pursuing our Sherilyn, okay? The Johnsons' adopted daughter isn't low enough to cling to anyone!"

Our Sherilyn? Adela was taken aback, feeling a stabbing pain in her chest from anger.

She looked at Sherilyn, then at Gilbert. "Fine, fine, you two seem to be very... cozy!"

"Mrs. Ferguson!"

Sherilyn, seeing the situation, tried to intervene, "Please calm down, he didn't mean..."

"Don't bother!"

Adela wasn't in the mood to listen, waving her hands dismissively, "I see no point in talking further. I came to tell you – you and Edgar aren't a match. Please, stop bothering him!"

"What bothering?"

Gilbert clenched his fists tightly.

But by then, Adela had already put on her sunglasses and turned to leave.

Gilbert felt a rush of frustration, glaring at Sherilyn, "And Edgar? He just lets his mother bully you like this?"

Sherilyn looked down, silent.

"Call him!" Gilbert pointed at her. "Call him now! We can't let this go!"

Yet, Sherilyn remained silent, unmoved.

"Didn't you hear me?"

Suddenly, Sherilyn lifted her head, meeting his angry gaze.

Gilbert was startled by how pale her face looked... Was she really that upset?

...

At the dinner table.

Sylvia sat at the head, with Francis and Gilbert on one side, and Sherilyn on the other.

Caroline was out on business tonight.

Sylvia kept serving Sherilyn, "Eat up, you've lost weight again in just a few days."

"Sylvia." Sherilyn smiled. "It's for work, I can’t afford to gain weight. If I do, I won't be able to perform."

"Right, right!" Sylvia nodded vigorously, her eyes twinkling with pride, "Our Sherilyn is a star now! Ha..."

The doorbell rang urgently at the entrance.

"I'll get it!" The maid hurried to answer the door.

"Mr. Ferguson?"

"Sherilyn!"