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.

agent asked, "What do

nodded. "It

smiled. "Good, let's sign the contract. Once we sign it, I'll confirm with the landlord, and you should

thanks." With the housing situation sorted, a weight lifted off

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

was Friday

herself, Sherilyn was gearing up

first day on the job,

she arrived at Neon Nights Bar twenty minutes ahead of her

"Sherilyn, get ready

her, "Everything's set for you, just waiting for you to

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

luck. Now go get dressed and

do, Colin." According to the rehearsal plan, Sherilyn's act for the night

beauty partially hidden is more alluring. The more you conceal, the more they want to see. And the more they want, the less we show. That

a face