Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 56

Gilbert realized his mistake when the words left his mouth, his gaze darting

uncomfortably. But he wasn't used to backing down before Sherilyn. What was said was- said, like water spilled on the ground. Gilbert stubbornly asked, "So, are you going to eat?"

Was he getting impatient? Sherilyn was impressed but didn't want to cause trouble. So, she nodded, "Yeah, of course, I'll eat." Gilbert's lips curved slightly, his tone softening a bit. "What flavor do you want?"

Sherilyn answered, "Anything, I'm not picky."

Not getting what she wanted, everything else felt the same, just something Gilbert imposed on her.

"Fine." Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "I'll go get it. Hold on."

Sherilyn nodded and found a place to sit down.

After a while, Gilbert came over with a plate, this time not bothering to pack it up, bringing the plate over. "Eat it now."

"Sure." Sherilyn didn't hold back, casually asking, "What's the flavor?"

Gilbert said, "You said anything was fine, so I didn't ask. I let them choose randomly."

Fair enough.

with her fork, stuffing it into her mouth, then suddenly frowned. "What's

bit hot. It burned my mouth

one and biting into it, "Well... cinnamon pastry.

asked Sherilyn,

what was in her mouth. "Yeah, love

ten years, and they had been eating at the same table for about five. Yet, he

pay any attention to the likes and dislikes of someone he didn't care

though it was hard to swallow, Sherilyn endured the discomfort

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put down her

looked at her, puzzled.

Sherilyn grabbed a napkin,

you kidding?" Gilbert's eyes narrowed, his tone cold,

your gift, thank you. I appreciate

of irritation crossed Gilbert's eyes. Was that her definition

now." Saying so, Sherilyn picked

are you free? Sylvia's surgery is

glared at the uneaten pastries on the