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.

picked up one with her fork, stuffing it into her mouth, then suddenly

a bit hot. It burned my

didn't ask further, taking one and biting into

Sherilyn, "You like

swallow what was in

at all. Not only did she not like it, but she also despised it. She had known Gilbert for nearly ten years, and they had been eating at the same table for about five. Yet,

and dislikes of someone he didn't care about. It wasn't his fault. He had no obligation to pay attention

hard to swallow,

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she put down

looked at her,

grabbed a napkin,

eyes narrowed, his tone cold, "That's all

your gift, thank

flicker of irritation crossed Gilbert's eyes. Was

now." Saying so, Sherilyn picked up her

Sylvia's surgery is over, and we should get the

by her attitude, Gilbert glared at the uneaten pastries on the table. "That busy, huh? Can't wait a