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 for her

because of Gilbert, she

Edgar said, noticing she hadn’t moved, and nudged his chin forward, “I bought it for you.

couldn’t have bought

that Edgar might have had some subtle

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

too highly of herself, but now that Jenna’s surgery was

all, selling oneself was a last resort.

got a bit anxious, “What’s wrong?

08-27

Chapter

could I

he

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

raised an eyebrow, “A sweet one? That’s a good thing.”

laughed genuinely, “Then I’ll

“Good, eat.”

to her nose, prompting her to take a

it, saying, “Wow…

“That’s great.”

her through the rearview mirror, his lips curving into a smile, feeling warmth

at the entrance

out, “I’m here, thanks for the

he had thought

“Yes.”

with her for a few days. After all, I’m not part of

felt a surge of happiness. That meant she

right,” Edgar said with a smile.