Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 731



"Sherilyn, upset?" Sherilyn tilted her head slightly, her expression a mix of confusion and disbelief, as if the notion was utterly foreign to her. Seeing her dazed look, Karol was on the verge of panic. "Of course he's upset! Mr. Johnson is crazy about you!"

She stomped her foot in frustration, "You better think of something fast to explain this to Mr. Johnson!"

Sherilyn let out a barely audible scoff and nonchalantly nodded, "Yeah, got it."

"These damn tabloids!"

Karol was seething, "They can really spin a tale!"

Swiping open an article, "Look at this, calling someone your 'new flame'? How could they? Just for clicks, they're throwing their dignity to the wind!" Sherilyn was taken aback by her friend's fervor, "You really believe in me that much?"

"Of course!"

Karol didn't hesitate, "You've got a great guy like Mr. Johnson. How could any other guy catch your eye?"

Oh.

Sherilyn finally understood; it wasn't her that Karol believed in, but rather Gilbert.

With a slight smile and a gentle shake of her head, Sherilyn's reaction left Karol momentarily puzzled, sensing a hint of disdain and scorn in her friend's demeanor.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Had she said something wrong?

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At the hospital, Gilbert stepped out of the room, his face meeting Charles's hesitant look.

"What's up?"

These days he felt like he was burning the candle at both ends; too tired to beat around the bush.

Charles understood but hesitated out of consideration for Mr. Gilbert's feelings.

"Mr. Gilbert, it's about Sherilyn..."

He said, picking up his phone to display the trending news article, handing it over to Gilbert. "Take a look."

Gilbert skimmed the headline, and his expression immediately darkened.

Opening the photo and seeing the man in it, Gilbert's eyes flashed with a deep, icy fire.

He closed his eyes, trying to suppress his anger.

When he opened them again, he asked Charles, "Is Sherilyn on set?"

"Yes."

"Stay here and keep an eye on things. If Caroline wakes up and asks for me, tell her my brother needed me... If she gets too agitated, call the doctor, but make sure she's watched closely

"Yes, Mr. Gilbert."

With that, Gilbert hurried off to the set.

At the set,

herilyn had just finished ess and hairstyle, preparing

her scenes for the day, removing her

to take off her makeup.

"Sherilyn!"

Karol burst in excitedly, "Mr. Johnson's here!"

While speaking, she gave Sherilyn a wink, "Talk to Mr. Johnson, make it right with him, yeah?"

The other colleagues in the makeup room also showed tact, noticing Gilbert's approach and gradually leaving the room.

Soon, the spacious makeup room was left with just the two of them.

Sherilyn sat at the vanity, watching him approach through the mirro reaching for a makeup wipe

remove her heavy makeup Content

"Done for the day?" Gilbert came closer, pulling up a chair next to her, idly spinning his phone in his left hand.

"Leaving after you're done?"

"In a bit," Sherilyn responded, still focused on her reflection as she continued to remove her makeup.

"Sherilyn."

Gilbert couldn't hold back any longer, placing his phone on the table, lighting up the screen with a casual, soft tone. "Who's this guy?"

Sherilyn paused, glancing at the screen, her tone even lighter than his, "Don't know him."

"Don't know him?" Gilbert echoed, squinting slightly, "He seems to be holding your hand."

Oh. Sherilyn paused, then remembered, Galen had been handing her his business card at that moment. "It's the angle," Sherilyn said with a light laugh, shaking her head, "We weren't actually holding hands." Her demeanor was calm and composed, yet it carried an air of indifference, unwilling to elaborate further.