Chapter 13


    Sherilyn was about to head to her next destination when her phone buzzed.


    Sherilyn quickly swiped to answer, “Sylvia?”


    “Sherilyn, where are you?” asked Sylvia


    Sherilyn nced around at the bustling crowd and traffic, “Oh, just out and about Sunhaven has


    changed a lot


    “Yes, it has.” At the other end, Sylvia chuckled. “No nesh, take your time to explore now that you’re


    back. You’ll get used to it soon enough”


    Then, Sylvia’s voice changed as she got to the reason she was calling. “It’s been four years since


    you left Sunhaven, dear. I’ve nned a little wee back party for you”


    “What?” Sherilyn was surprised and felt it was unnecessary, refusing outright. “Sylvia, there’s no


    need for any party”


    “Eh? How can you say there’s no need?” Sylvia disagreed, “You’re Gilbert’s wife. Everyone needs


    to see you’re back. Otherwise, people might start thinking Gilbert is still a bachelor”


    Hearing that, Sherlyn couldn’t help but smirk. Indeed, Gilbert was living like a bachelor


    “Sylvia, it’s not necessary. Sherlyn tried to refuse again..


    “But it is” Sylvia sighed, “Your grandmother’s only regret before she passed was worrying about


    you. She entrusted you to my hands and asked me to take good care of you: Sherilyn, I haven’t


    been able to look after you these years. Tell me, are you upset with me?”


    “Of course not, Sylvia.” Sherilyn quickly denied it.


    It seemed there was no way to refuse. “Fine, let’s do it your way then.”


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    She was just an actor in this y, showing up as a gesture of gratitude for Sylvia’s five years of


    care.


    “That’s my girl” Sylvia was pleased. “I’ll make sure everything is set up nicely. You’ll be the star of


    the evening.”


    “Thank you, Sylvia” After hanging up, Sherilyn let out a long sigh, her interest in house hunting


    gone. It was gettingte, so she decided to head back to Golden Oak Manor.


    Stepping off the bus, she stopped by the neighborhood grocery store to pick up a few loaves of


    bread.


    Gilbert had forbidden her from cooking, so bread it was. The bread was expensive. Unfortunately,


    she found no markets nearby to buy something cheaper like she might have done back home.


    After returning to Golden Oak Manor Sherilyn ate her bread with water, saving the rest in the fridge


    forter meals.


    Then, changing into her practice clothes, she began to dance.


    As the saying goes, a minute on stage takes ten years of practice. Being a dancer, Sherilyn


    couldn’t afford to skip one day of hard work. That night, Gilbert didn’te home. Not that Sherlyn


    cared much Even during the two months of their marriage, it wasn’t like he came home every night.


    She would pester him then, asking, “Where were youst night?”


    His response was always a cold stare and an impatient tone, “What’s it to you? Don’t think you can


    meddle in my affairs because you’re Mrs. Johnson now! You got what you wanted, being Mrs.


    Johnson. Il provide for you, so enjoy your life.”


    Thinking back, Sherilyn realized how foolish she had been.


    She slept without dreams. The next day, Sherilyn resumed her house hunting. She had seen quite a


    few ces online and visited them all A After spending the whole day, she finally found one she


    liked.


    Just as she was about to contact the agent, her phone rang. It was Gilbert


    Sherilyn answered indifferently, “Hello.”


    “Where are you?” His tone was immediately impatient.


    “Why aren’t you at Golden Oak Manor?”


    Hmm? Sherlyn was surprised. His question implied he was at Golden Oak Manor right then.


    Instead of answering his question, Sherilyn asked, “Do you need something?”


    “You’re asking me now?” Gilbert’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “Didn’t Grandma tell you the


    wee–back party she nned for you?” Oh! Sherilyn remembered. “Is it tonight?”