Chapter 405


    "What on earth are you talking about?" Sherilyn was shocked.


    What kind of rtionship do they have? Promises, really?


    What baffled Sherilyn the most was why he was so hell-bent on staying with her.


    She racked her brain for reasons. "Do you think I''m easy to manipte?"


    "Easy to manipte?" Gilbert chuckled.


    That was the joke of the century!


    Sherilyn got the irony, retorting, "I don''t get along with Caroline, and you still want to push this forward. That means I''ll inevitably run into her again. We''ll end up arguing, maybe even getting into a physical altercation likest time on set!"


    She really didn''t get it. "Doesn''t that bother you?"


    Who dates just to find trouble?


    Bringing someone home only to end up fighting every day... Is he out of his mind, or does he have a penchant for punishment?


    Gilbert''s lips curled into a smirk, his eyebrows lifting. "Oh, what, you''re worried about me?"


    Sherilyn was both furious and speechless.


    "It''s still the same," Gilbert said, his smile widening, indulging in his fantasies since, after all, dreaming was tax-free.


    "Whether you want to control me or you''re worried about me, you''ll need to be my girlfriend first. We''re nothing right now, so this... it''s not appropriate."


    Sherilyn took a deep breath, her fists clenching silently.


    Did he think she was joking? Reba was still in detention, waiting for a lifeline!


    In a fit of rage, she red at Gilbert. "Oh, high and mighty Mr. Gilbert, in your eyes, are the lives of ordinary people just ythings to be tossed around at whim?"


    Gilbert paused, let out a sigh, and looked down.


    "ythings? You saying one word can determine mine and your friend''s fate. If anyone''s being manipted, it''s you manipting me."


    What kind of nonsense was that?!


    Sherilyn''s gaze hardened, locking eyes with him.


    In that moment, there was noughter, no anger... no emotion at all, just a steady gaze.


    Intense, yet pure.


    "My phone is on 24/7, waiting for you."


    Sherilyn was dumbfounded, at a loss for words. What was he after? Why did he insist on her being his shield?


    Gilbert drove her back to Sunset Ridge Community.


    That night, Sherilyn was destined to toss and turn, struggling to find sleep until the early hours.


    The next day, she woke upter than usual. It was Jenna who roused her.


    "Mommy, Mommy."


    Jennaid by the bed, careful not to raise her voice. Mommy had said that sleeping people could be easily


    frightened. Content belong easily


    "Hmm?" Sherilyn opened her eyes, pulling her soft, fragrant daughter into her arms. "My sweet baby."


    "Mommy, are you feeling okay?"


    Her daughter was worried about her.


    "I''m alright." Sherilyn pinched her daughter''s chubby cheeks. "Mommy''s just beingzy today."


    "Ha-ha." Jenna snuggled into her mother''s embrace. "Jenna wants to bezy with Mommy." "Alright."


    Sherilyn held her daughter, feeling both heartache and guilt.


    Jenna, Mommy''s going to be busy again, but I''ll try my best to end this all soon...


    Leaving Sunset Ridge Community, Sherilyn headed for Golden Oak Manor.


    No matter what, she had to resolve Reba''s crisis first.


    As for everything else, she''d take it one step at a time, ying it by ear.


    Meanwhile, at Johnson Mansion.


    After breakfast, Sawyer assisted Francis Johnson, who was now using a cane, to the study.


    These past few days, he had begun


    to weanor the wheelchair. After


    some time in rehab, he could walk with a cane, albeit


    "Spill it." Francis settled onto the couch, cing his cane aside. From the moment Sawyer entered, he knew there was something on his mind.


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