Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 120

“What the heck?” Gilbert was fuming!

Did she really think he was meddling? People usually came begging for his help, no one dared to talk back to him like this!

“Sherilyn, you…”

“Leave!”

Sherilyn didn’t want to waste another minute talking to him. Her ring was lost, and she needed to find it, pronto!

She turned and ran towards where he had tossed the ring, hoping the streetlights would guide her search.

But the lights on Serenity Street were dim, barely illuminating her path.

Desperate, Sherilyn pulled out her phone and turned on the flashlight, scanning the ground for the tiny ring. “Please, please let it be here…” she whispered, her voice laced with hope.

She had to find it. What would Ernest think if he knew she had lost the ring he gave her the

moment she turned around?

Gilbert watched her frantic search, feeling a surge of jealousy he couldn’t contain. That old geezer’s ring meant so much to her?!

shoulders firmly. “Stop looking!

me?”

“Let go!”

“Gilbert, don’t push me… I’m

She used that

stunned. “You hate me?”

in my youth, and I’ve paid the price for my foolishness. Please, just leave me

darkened, finding her

you’re being ridiculous! Fine,

he released her and stormed off, his face twisted into a

wanted to play the mistress to some old man, so be it! He’d be

he reached the corner of the alley, Gilbert couldn’t help but look back at

the

his pocket and

smirk crossed his face. “Good luck finding it.”

the ring dug into

out his phone and

Charles‘ voice on the

he commanded, “Leak the info

“Understood.”