Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 147

Sherilyn didn’t even glance across the street before hopping into Edgar’s car.

Watching the car pull away, Gilbert stood silent, his grip on his phone so tight that the screen cracked under the pressure.

As they drove off, Edgar motioned to Sherilyn.

“There’s a bag on the back seat, can you grab it?”

“Oh, sure.”

Sherilyn paused for a moment, then turned to reach for the bag, finding it unexpectedly heavy and wondering what was inside.

“Do

you want me to open it?” she asked.

“Yeah, open it.”

“Okay.”

Inside was a thermal food delivery box, so it probably had something to eat in it.

Upon opening it, she found some pumpkin pies.

Sherilyn looked up, perplexed, “This is…?”

“Pumpkin pie, your favorite, right?” Edgar chuckled.

“Yes.”

bought it

time, because of Gilbert, she never

Edgar said, noticing she hadn’t moved, and

felt a bit embarrassed. He couldn’t have bought it just for her, could he?

Edgar might have

like him, a regular at Neon Nights Bar, probably harbored intentions similar to those Mr. Smith had towards her.

too highly of herself, but now that Jenna’s surgery was paid for, she wasn’t planning to sell herself

all, selling oneself was

her hesitation, Edgar got a bit

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I not?”

he

just, eating in the car might not be very polite. It’ll

eyebrow, “A sweet one? That’s a

paused, then laughed genuinely, “Then

“Good, eat.”

up to her nose, prompting her to take

tasted it, saying, “Wow… so

“That’s great.”

through the rearview mirror, his lips curving into a

stopped at the entrance to Twilight Trail.

out, “I’m here, thanks

Edgar was surprised; he had thought she lived

“Yes.”

confusion, Sherilyn explained, “Sylvia just got out of surgery, and I’m staying with her for a few days. After all, I’m not part of the

That meant she and Gilbert were truly

right,” Edgar said