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.

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

been? Coming back at this hour?”

“The show ended at eleven,

he

turned to face him, retorting,

to say

13:01

fingers lifted her chin.

you go? Who were

daring

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

was part of that world….

Sherilyn slowly said, “I was with

“Burgers?”

lifted his eyelids, his eyes giving nothing away as

“What kind? Good?”

question

simply nodded, “Beef burgers. They were… okay.

fell into sudden

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

were icy, his lips curling into a faint

withdraw the divorce papers, cancel the divorce application! Come back to

too much,

faced in life, all her

this moment!