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

time, because of Gilbert, she never got

she hadn’t moved, and nudged his chin forward, “I bought it

bit embarrassed. He couldn’t have bought

that Edgar might have had some subtle

Bar, probably harbored intentions similar

Jenna’s surgery was paid for, she wasn’t

was

her hesitation, Edgar got a bit anxious, “What’s wrong? Don’t

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eating in the car might

“A sweet

laughed genuinely, “Then

“Good, eat.”

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

tasted it, saying, “Wow… so

“That’s great.”

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

stopped at the entrance to Twilight

here, thanks for the

Edgar was surprised; he had thought she lived at the Johnson Mansion.

“Yes.”

with her for a few

Edgar felt a surge of happiness. That meant

Edgar said with a smile.