Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 153

Back on Twilight Trail, at the crossroads, Sherilyn spotted that familiar sleek black Bentley parked conspicuously.

In such a quaint neighborhood, a luxury car like that stuck out like a sore thumb–impossible to ignore.

Especially with David leaning against the door, seemingly waiting just for her.

And indeed, he was. “Ms. Sherilyn!” He waved her over.

“David.” Sherilyn approached with a puzzled look. “Is something the matter? Did Sylvia send for me?”

“No.”

David gestured towards the car, his expression complicated.

At that moment, the window rolled down to reveal Gilbert, his face a paragon of handsomeness, looking impeccably cool.

His eyes narrowed, his voice icy, “Get in.”

Sherilyn, gripped by fear, clutched at David, “David, he means you!”

David gave a wry smile. “Ms. Sherilyn, don’t joke. Why would Mr. Gilbert wait out here in the middle of the night for an old man like me?”

Sherilyn was speechless.

Alright, it seemed he meant her.

opened the rear door, and ducked inside. She sat upright, hands on her knees, barely daring

have you been? Coming

casual. “The show

he knew everything.

retorting,

want you to

13:01

blue, Gilbert’s voice sharpened, his long, defined fingers lifted her chin. He leaned

tone, “Where did you go? Who were you with? What did

daring to move.

a presence too compelling, his silhouette cut sharply by the dim light, a silent noble that could turn the

she was part of that world….

slowly said, “I was

“Burgers?”

his eyelids, his eyes giving nothing away as he gently stroked her

“What kind? Good?”

kind of question was that?

nodded, “Beef burgers. They were… okay. Pretty good,

car fell into sudden silence.

seconds, Sherilyn, feeling awkward, tried to push him away, “If there’s nothing else,

eyes were icy, his lips curling

the divorce

shock was too much,

all her

to this