Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 32

He strode avec bent down, and picked up the ointment, giving it a once-over.

Unopened? She didn't even use it!

"Huh," Gilbert scoffed, "She's hooked on playing the victim to get sympathy, huh? If she wouldn't use it, so be it. Did she think I would care?"

Each time he recalled what Sherilyn did to Caroline three years ago,

He tossed the ointment into the trash can with a flick.

Gilbert knew he'd done more than enough for Sherilyn!

Having left Golden Oak Manor, Sherilyn checked her phone and opened WhatsApp to chat with a rental agent after spending another day house hunting.

As evening approached, she finally found something decent. The apartment was in the old town, a small, run-down one-bedroom with a kitchen and bathroom. It was not much, but it had a small kitchen and a bathroom.

Money was tight, so she had no choice but to go for such a place.

"What do you think? Will it

"It

I'll confirm with

situation sorted,

got a good night's sleep. Meanwhile, Gilbert, as

was Friday that

catching up on sleep during the day and refreshing herself, Sherilyn was gearing up for her first night on stage. She couldn't

on the job, and

Bar twenty minutes ahead of

greeted her warmly, "Sherilyn, get ready to rock

toward the outfit prepared for her, "Everything's set for

a soft smile, Sherilyn nodded. "I'll do my

Now go get dressed and

Sherilyn's act for the night was a jazz dance while wearing

the more they want to see. And the more they want, the less we show. That way, you'll make a name for

a face like yours, it's a trump