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

of Gilbert, she never got to

and nudged his

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

sensed that Edgar might have

gentleman like him, a regular at Neon Nights Bar, probably harbored intentions similar to

that Jenna’s surgery was paid for, she wasn’t planning to sell herself

was a last resort.

a bit anxious, “What’s wrong? Don’t like it?”

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he

out of her thoughts and smiled, “It’s just, eating in the car might not be

“A sweet one? That’s a good

genuinely,

“Good, eat.”

lid, the sweet aroma wafting up to her nose, prompting her to take a deep

it, saying, “Wow… so sweet,

“That’s great.”

through the rearview mirror, his lips curving

car stopped at the entrance to Twilight Trail.

“I’m here, thanks for the

was surprised; he had thought she lived

“Yes.”

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

happiness. That

right,” Edgar said with