Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Frank couldn't take his eyes off Becky White as she snuggled close to Sheri, turning her face away, ignoring him completely. "Hey, big bro."

Sheri gave Frank a nod, "I'm worried about Becky. I want to take her back to Oak Manor."

"Sure."

Frank agreed without hesitation. Given Becky's current state, he was concerned she might face more troubles.

He turned to Sheri, filled with gratitude, "Thanks a lot, Sheri."

"It's nothing."

Sheri shook her head lightly and looked over at Gil, "I can make this decision, right?"

"Of course."

Gil nodded without any objection.

"You're the lady of the house. What you say goes."

Still, he seemed a bit concerned.

If Sheri took Becky back with her, would they end up sharing a room? And if so, where would that leave him?

"Alright, then it's settled."

Sheri, sensing his reluctance, decided to proceed with her plan regardless.

"Becky, let's go."

Ignoring him, Sheri linked arms with Becky and headed towards the elevator, with the brothers following closely behind.

While waiting for the elevator, Sheri took the opportunity to make a call.

She dialed the Oak Manor's staff.

"It's me, Sheri... Please prepare a guest room... Yes, thank you."

After hanging up and catching Gil's amused look, she felt puzzled. Why was he suddenly smiling?

Just moments ago, he seemed unhappy about her taking Becky back. And now, it seemed like he had a sudden change of heart.

But she didn't dwell on it...

The elevator doors opened.

"Becky, let's go."

Gil glanced at his brother, and both followed Sheri and Becky, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

He was actually pleased!

Sheri had instructed the staff to

prepare a guest room, meaning het

still share his room with Sheri!

He was more than happy to welcome Becky at Oak Manor for as long as she wished. No problem at all!

Back at Oak Manor.

The staff had already prepared the guest room as Sheri had instructed.

After inspecting the room briefly and finding it satisfactory, Sheri helped Becky onto the bed.

Becky's complexion was still a bit off, the night's events having taken a toll on her.

"Get some good rest."

Sheri tucked her in, "We can talk about everything else later."

"Mhm..." Becky murmured, showing her gratitude by complying quietly.

Sheri then placed an ice pack, which she had asked the staff to prepare earlier, on Becky's eyes.

"Keep this on, or you'll wake up with swollen eyes tomorrow."

"Okay."

"Sleep well."

Sheri slowly stood up, turned off the light, and quietly left the room.

Downstairs, Frank was still there.

"Sheri."

Upon seeing her, Frank immediately got up, "I have a favor to ask of you."

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"Sit down, let's talk."

Sheri sat on the couch, with Gil right beside her.

"I hate to trouble you..."

Frank furrowed his brows, clearly finding it hard to express himself.

"Becky

side of

I

ben't see me or listen to my

or the story. I think she

more willing to listen if it comes from you."

Sheri didn't immediately agree or disagree, her clear eyes fixed on her brother.

"I need to know what's going on before I can decide."

"Sheri..." Gil started, frowning, trying to intervene.

"Stay out of it."

Sheri shot him a displeased look. Gil raised his hands in surrender and shut his mouth.

"If your presence could hurt Becky White..."