Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 128

What was going on?

Everything was shrouded in total darkness, making it impossible to see anything.

Gilbert jerked his head up, looking in the direction of Sherilyn’s apartment. It was dark there too. The thought of her rundown place….

A girl like her, she must be scared, right?

Without further thought, Gilbert whipped out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and started moving.

This time, he hadn’t brought anything with him. Thanks to his long legs, he took the stairs. several at a time and quickly reached the fifth floor.

Inside the apartment, Sherilyn was using her phone as a light, rummaging through drawers for a candle.

Hearing a knock, she was surprised. Rushing to the door, she asked, “Who’s there?”

“Who else could it be?”

In the darkness, Gilbert’s deep gaze met hers. “What, you have a lot of visitors? Besides that door–to–door salesman last time, who else comes here?”

Sherilyn blinked, confused, and shook her head. “No one else.”

“Hmph.” With a grunt, Gilbert stepped inside and made himself comfortable on the couch. “What’s going on?”

Sherilyn explained, “The power’s out.”

“What?” Gilbert couldn’t believe it. “A power outage?”

In this day and age? Sunhaven was such a developed place. How could there possibly be a power outage?

“That’s the thing,” Sherilyn said, “Serenity Street is in the old district. Many of the lines are ancient, so repairs are a common occurrence.”

This was something Mr. Johnson, who grew up in an affluent area, could hardly understand.

“Why…” Gilbert frowned, clearly displeased. “Why are you so stubborn about living here?”

She didn’t want to answer his question. Instead, she asked him, “Did you come up here for something?”

At that, Gilbert hesitated.

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answer? Admit he was worried about her? Ugh… He couldn’t bring himself to say something so ‘disgusting“.

“Hmph.”

what’s going on. Otherwise, if something happened to you, I’d

that was

“I’m fine, you

that, she’s sending him away? His kindness meant nothing to

a tightness in his chest, he protested, “Leave? It’s pitch black, how am I supposed

you have your phone?”

“My phone’s dead!”

here

her search

joined Sherilyn,

“Candles.”

“You actually have those

and the agent both told me

She knew it was this kind of place and still she rented

deepened, and looking at the girl’s profile in the dim light, he

he knew, once so high and

“Here.”

back of the drawer, she found

smiled slightly, “Got it.”

Gilbert, “Here’s one for you, light it up and you can

“Heh.”

at her sideways. “Thanks…

was perplexed. “Why not? You said you

“Expect me to carry this thing downstairs? No

he pushed away Sherilyn’s hand holding the candle. “Put it away!”

speechless, muttering, “Fine, don’t take it then. What’s with the attitude?”

her body tensing as she grabbed Gilbert’s hand.

“What?”

“Ah!”

startled, Sherilyn suddenly dropped the candle and leaped up!

“Sherilyn! Sherilyn?”

know what had happened, but instinctively, he reached out and caught

so, Sherilyn, like an

her arms around Gilbert’s neck, panicking, “Ah,

ah…”

on the other hand,

held in his arms, clinging to him.

and without thinking too much, he held her tighter, his other hand cradling