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.

a frown, Sherilyn steeled herself, opened the rear door, and ducked inside. She sat

Coming back

sound casual. “The show ended at eleven, and

thought, he knew

turned to face him, retorting,

you to say it!”

13:01

fingers lifted her chin. He leaned closer, his stunning features inches from her face.

did you go? Who were you with? What did you

froze, not daring

the dim light, a silent noble

she was part of that

was with Edgar, down at the

“Burgers?”

eyes giving nothing

“What kind? Good?”

kind of question was

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

into sudden

few seconds, Sherilyn, feeling awkward, tried to push him away, “If

lips curling into a

withdraw the divorce papers, cancel the divorce application!

was too

had faced in life, all her trials

to this