Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 86

"Ouch!"

Sherilyn winced in pain, forced to step back. Taking a deep breath, she tried to remain calm. "What brings you here?"

Gilbert sneered quietly, ignoring her question, and just pointed towards the door. "Open it." What?

Sherilyn blinked. Was he planning to go inside?

But she was reluctant. "If you have Something to say, just say it here.

"Open it!" Gilbert lost his patience, his voice dropping as he glared at her. "What, do I need to repeat myself a third time?"

Facing Gilbert's intimidating glare, Sherilyn decided it was better to avoid confrontation. She took out the keys and opened the door.

Gilbert stepped inside before her.

"It's so dark? No lights in the hallway, none in the house?"

Sherilyn rushed in and flipped

too small. Sherilyn hadn't noticed it when she was alone, but with Gilbert's tall frame filling the

a word. A living room, a kitchen, a bedroom, bathroom. The living room and the bedroom were together, the kitchen was just a small area by the entrance, and

house? It was smaller than a single bedroom at

tidy. But to Gilbert, no matter how neat, the place was an

around, locking his gaze on Sherilyn, his

aback, not quite understanding his question. "Well, isn't it obvious? I live

give your

house, it has nothing to do with me," Sherilyn retorted without missing

Chapter 86

did you say?"

divorce papers, I said I wouldn't take

from the Johnson family.

was close to death, she hadn't taken a penny from him. Now that she was back on her feet, why would she

mentioned that she hadn't gone to the

serious?

couldn't understand. Was this some