Chapter 112


    Gilbert slowed his pace, inching closer without rming anyone inside…


    “Who is it?”


    Sylvia, her heart in her throat, clutched Sherilyn’s hand. “Do I know this guy? Can we trust him?”


    Sherilyn couldn’t be too explicit. “He’s very mature and stable. Most importantly, he likes me and will


    treat me well.”


    Hearing this, Sylvia fell silent. Everything Sherilyn described was everything Gilbert hadn’t given


    her!


    “Oh…” Sylvia sighed, “Sounds good.”


    “Yeah.” Sherilyn nodded, “Sylvia, please agree. Otherwise, I can’t even face him.”


    “Sherilyn…”


    Sylvia was still somewhat reluctant. “Doesn’t Gilbert stand a chance anymore?”


    “Sylvia?” Sherilyn found the question absurd. “He doesn’t need such an opportunity. On the


    contrary, getting a divorce would be a relief for him.”


    It seemed there was no turning back. Sylvia finally nodded, “Yes, since you have someone else in


    mind, we can’t keep holding you back.”


    “Thank you, Sylvia.” Sherilyn was ted.


    “You’re here.”


    Sylvia nced at her quietly approaching grandson with a sigh. “You heard Sherilyn’s words just


    now.”


    Sherilyn was taken aback, having been facing away from the door until she saw him. She quickly


    stood up, nodding politely.


    “Mm.” Gilbert casually acknowledged.


    Sylvia said, “Then I won’t repeat myself.” She gave Gilbert a disappointed look, filled with reluctance


    and helplessness, “Find some time to get the divorce papers with Sherilyn.”


    “Thank you, Sylvia!” Sherilyn pursed her lips, a smile touching her eyes.


    Gilbert noticed her happiness. And who was this person she liked?


    “Sherilyn.” Sylvia was still attached to her, worried about her. “Find some time to bring him over, will


    you?”


    This poor kid had already made one bad choice because of Sylvia… This time, she had to


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    make sure Sherilyn was on the right track.


    But how could Sherilyn agree to that? Sherilyn smiled, nonmittally saying, “Yeah, I know.


    When he’s free.”


    “Then I’ll be waiting.” Sylvia nced at Gilbert, waving her hand, “What are you standing around


    for? Since you’re here, sit down. Join me for some afternoon tea.”


    “Oh, okay.”


    “Sherilyn.” Sylvia gestured, instructing Sherilyn, “Could you get a set of cutlery for Gil, dear?”


    “Of course, no trouble at all.”


    As soon as Sherilyn left, Sylvia’s expression darkened, turning to Gilbert. “Who is this man Sherilyn


    likes?”


    “Ah?” Gilbert was taken aback, shaking his head, honestly responding, “I don’t know.”


    “Don’t know? Hmph!” Sylvia scoffed, narrowing her eyes, “What did I tell you? Treat Sherilyn like


    your sister! Is this how you care for your sister, so indifferent?”


    Gilbert was silent. Yet he couldn’t help but retort, “I don’t have a sister, how would I know?” Sylvia


    was having none of it, “Caring for someone doesn’t need experience! If you’d spent half the effort


    on her that you do on Caroline, that would’ve been enough!”


    “Granny?!” Gilbert gasped, breaking out in a cold sweat. “What are you saying? My feelings for


    Caroline…”