Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 132

Ever since when did she start addressing him like that?

It seemed like, ever since she came back this time, it had always been…

Gilbert felt a knot in his stomach but couldn’t quite put his finger on why. When he finally spoke, his tone was less than pleasant. “What do you want now?”

Seeing his mood darken further, Sherilyn got straight to the point. “I wanted to talk about my dancing gig at Neon Nights Bar. Could you please cover for me with Sylvia? Just say… I was teaching kids to dance at the community center at night, okay?”

So, that was it.

“Alright.” Gilbert gave a slight nod. “Got it.”

After a pause, he added, “This isn’t a long–term solution, you know. I think you’d be better off leaving Neon Nights Bar.”

At that, Sherilyn’s expression stiffened slightly, and she forced a smile. “It’s my job. It’s how I support myself.”

“Is there no other option?”

Gilbert had always disapproved. “You won’t starve if you quit!”

Sherilyn laughed, albeit without much humor. “As if that’s even an option…”

were cut off

Sherilyn was taken aback, thinking she’d

“I mean…”

saying it, Gilbert was also taken aback by his own words. What was he thinking, saying

to maintain his composure. “I mean, the Johnson family can take care of you. Grandma adores you, treats you like her own granddaughter. Do you really

so that’s what he

Johnson, am I? Sylvia might care for me, but I can’t just take advantage of her kindness. I already owe the Johnson

her hand. “It’s getting late. I should

back and closed her door.

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stood outside, his eyes narrowing

Sherilyn, always so

overlook her past and take an interest

his eyes tightly, frustrated. Why did he have to organize a birthday

he knew he couldn’t

it was

about it

started preparing. Deliveries arrived, along with the chefs and waitstaff hired

to know. “Sylvia, are

Sylvia smiled, patting her hand.