Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 145

The moment the spray hit her mouth, Sherilyn felt a bitterness so intense it seemed to drill straight into her brain. It was indescribably awful!

“Ugh…”

As if he anticipated her next move, just as she turned her face away, Gilbert reached out and firmly covered her mouth with his hand. His expression was stern, his glare intimidating.

“Bitter medicine is good for you; don’t even think about spitting it out!”

Sherilyn was flabbergasted. No, she couldn’t bear it; it was just too bitter! She grabbed his hand, trying to pull it away.

“Sherilyn, being naughty, are we?”

Suddenly, Gilbert stood up, his palm moving away from her mouth. Before Sherilyn could react, he cupped her face again, leaning down to… seal her lips with his own.

The unexpected kiss left Sherilyn frozen, ceasing her struggles.

What was he doing? He was kissing her again?

Unlike her being all tensed up, Gilbert seemed to be really enjoying it. Especially when her long eyelashes brushed against his skin, it caused a nice little tingle.

His voice, low and husky, whispered against her.

“Still bitter?”

a loss for words and her mind a blank slate, stuttered. “No, not anymore.”

chuckled softly. “A kiss makes it all better?”

sure if she didn’t hear

“Silly girl.”

affection, Gilbert pulled her tightly into his arms.

eyes, her mouth slightly open, her breath tinged with the bitter taste of the medicine.

Her name rolled off his tongue.

good

snapped back to

up and stepping back to

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Chapter 145

Gilbert frowned in displeasure. “Sherilyn?”

should I listen to

turmoil, especially because Gilbert, who usually couldn’t

slightly, she shook her head.

think Edgar is quite nice! My

that, she turned

hear

her eyes, not daring to look back. She was too frightened by

What was his

night, Sherilyn