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?!

stepped up and grabbed her shoulders firmly. “Stop looking! Did you

me?”

“Let go!”

eyes fiery. “Gilbert, don’t push me… I’m

used

“You hate me?”

in my youth, and I’ve paid the price for

gaze darkened, finding her words utterly ridiculous.

Fine,

released her and stormed off, his face twisted into a grim expression.

some old man, so be it! He’d be a fool to

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

for the ring.

reached into his pocket and felt the ring.

smirk crossed his face. “Good luck finding

of his wrist, the

his phone and

Charles‘ voice

the info about

“Understood.”