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.”

he had bought it for her

because of Gilbert, she never got to enjoy it.

Edgar said, noticing she hadn’t moved, and nudged his chin forward,

felt a bit embarrassed. He couldn’t have bought it just

might have had some

him, a regular at Neon Nights Bar, probably harbored intentions similar to those Mr.

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

oneself was a last resort.

hesitation, Edgar got a bit anxious, “What’s

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could I

he

smiled, “It’s just, eating in the car might not

raised an eyebrow, “A

genuinely, “Then I’ll enjoy

“Good, eat.”

wafting up to

tasted it, saying, “Wow…

“That’s great.”

his lips curving into a smile, feeling warmth spread across his

stopped at the entrance

here, thanks for the ride.”

Edgar was surprised; he had thought she lived at the

“Yes.”

for a few days. After all, I’m not part of the Johnson family, so I can’t stay there indefinitely.”

a surge of happiness. That meant

right,” Edgar said with a