Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 115

He didn't pull up right in front of the Neon Nights Bar. Instead, he parked across the street, facing the entrance so that Sherilyn would spot him the moment she stepped out.

The man, on the verge of becoming her ex-husband, was seriously playing the protective older brother role to a tee! He could almost nominate himself for 'Ex-Husband of the Year' at this rate, so moved by his own actions.

Then he saw her, Sherilyn leaving the bar. She wasn't alone; the man beside her was holding her hand...

The valet had just brought Ernest's car around.

Sherilyn looked up at him, "Mr. Smith, drive safely, alright?"

"Sure thing."

Ernest chuckled, releasing her hand before turning to get into his car. He paused, then turned back, "Sherilyn."

"Hmm?" Sherilyn smiled at him.

Ernest pursed his lips, visibly nervous. "Can I... can I kiss you?"

Sherilyn blinked, surprised, her grip tightening though she still smiled. "Of course, you can."

"Alright."

Then, he

hesitated for a

forehead instead.

her eyes, looking

chuckled, "Don't be nervous. Take your time. You need it, and give me some too,

he let go of her and

stood there, dazed, Take

still racing, but perhaps, she should feel lucky... Colin hadn't lied to her. Considering her standing with the Cooper family, Ernest was indeed one of the better patrons she could have hoped for. Sherilyn chuckled softly,

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10:39

"Sherilyn!"

wrist was gripped tightly, the force almost crushing her bones! Sherilyn winced

Ah!"

Even in his anger, he was strikingly good-looking.

Gilbert's voice was ice-cold, veins throbbing on

"Yeah." Sherilyn nodded.

face, already seething with anger, exploded, "Do you even know who he is? Ernest! He's old enough to be your father!" "Yeah." Sherilyn's response was calm. "I know. I think it's nice, older men tend