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."

lifting his hands to cradle her cheeks gently. Then, he leaned down. Suddenly,

for a

forehead instead.

eyes, looking confused,

You need it, and

he let go of her and turned to

stood there, dazed, Take

one of the better

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"Sherilyn!"

was gripped tightly, the force almost crushing her bones!

Ah!"

anger, he was strikingly good-looking. Sherilyn couldn't understand why he was here or why he

Gilbert's voice was ice-cold,

"Yeah." Sherilyn nodded.

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