Whispers Turn

As soon as Gilbert stepped through the foyer of Golden Oak Manor a wave of cooking smells hit him. 

He immediately frowned “What’s that smell?” 

The lights were on in the living room, and there seemed to be activity coming from the kitchen. Someone was home? How could that be? Could it be a burglar? 

No, that didn’t make sense. Not only would a burglar need the guts to break in, but they’d also start cooking. 

He chuckled at the thought Golden Oak Manor’s security was top–notch. Even a mouse from next door would think twice befom sneaking in. 

“Who’s there?” Gilbert’s handsome face darkened as he shouted, “Show yourself!” 

“Coming“” At his call, Sherilyn responded and hurned out to meet him, her hands clasped in front of her 

She spoke softly. “You’re back.” 

At that moment, Gilbert was stunned. 

The girl before him was tall and slender, perhaps too slim, but undeniably beautiful, especially her bright, big eyes that seemed to take up half her face 

He didn’t recognize her. Yet, there was a strange sense of familianty 

Still, Gilbert’s expression hardly softened. He disliked the idea of someone invading his space, whatever the reason was “Who are you? How did you get in?” 

Sherlyn paused, a brief chuckle escaping her So, he didn’t remember her 

She bit her lip, replying softly. Tim Sherilyn” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Ah. “Gilbert nodded subconsciously, then suddenly startled Sherilyn? As in? 

Oh, right. Gilbert finally remembered it. His grandmother had mentioned bringing Sherilyn back. He knew about it 

Sylvia had called him about it earl that day. He had agreed but forgot amidst his busy schedule 

Gilbert eyed Sherlyn, noticing the changes in her. She had shed her youthful innocence and upon closer inspection, the shadow of her former self lingered in her, adomed 

nore mature al 

he had become more beautiful 

Hmph. A faint sneer escaped him. What did it matter? No matter how stunning she was on the outside, it couldn’t hide her rotten character 

Her return was timely. The issues, delayed for almost four years, needed to be resolved 

“Wait here for a moment. Ill be right back Gibert gave her a cold glance before heading upstairs 

“Okay” Shenlyn nodded, watching his retreating figure. She stayed put as he had instructed, quietly standing there 

After a while, Gilbert returned and sat on the couch gesturing fo to sit opposite him. 

Sherilyn nodded. “Okay” 

They sat across from each other and Gilbert opened a folder, placing it in front of Sherilyn. “Take a look. If there’s no issue, sign it.” 

What was this? 

Sherilyn glanced at the document in black and white, it stated a Divorce Agreement. 

“It should’ve been resolved four years ago.” Gilbert spoke evenly. “But Grandma disagreed, and I obliged. Now 

Sherilyn looked up. “She agreed?” 

Gilbert hesitated, his eyes narrowing slightly before admitting. “No.” 

Sylvia was too stubborn, refusing to give up even after four years. Bringing Sherilyn back, she still hoped they could make it work. 

That was impossible. So, he had prepared for this moment, don’t love you, and you know that. Our marriage was a mistake from the start it’s been nearly four years. It’s time to end it” 

Sherilyn listened quieth not saying a word. 

Thinking she might disagree, Gilbert frowned. “If you don’t agree, I have to file for divorce. We’ve been separated for over two years. A lawsuit would ensure a divorce… 

“There’s no need for that Before he could finish, Sherilyn interupted softly, “I agree to the divorce 

“You do? Gilbert was surprised.