Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 162

On the left, she got nothing. She turned around and reached for the right. It was also empty.

“No way,” Sherilyn looked at the man towering over her.

Her clear eyes reflected his handsome features.

“Ha,” Gilbert chuckled, whispering in her ear, “Try the inside pocket.”

The inside pocket?

She knew suits had an inner pocket. But for her to reach inside? No way! Wouldn’t that be like she was touching him?

Sherilyn hesitated, her eyebrows knotted in confusion. What should she do?

“Hurry up,” Gilbert urged her, “before people start thinking I’m trying to dine

and dash.”

With no other choice, Sherilyn made her move.

Both hands ready, Gilbert raised an eyebrow, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

The next second, she unbuckled his suit jacket and flipped the front open so she wouldn’t have to touch him. Reaching into the inner pocket, she retrieved the phone.

she showed

was locked.

she slid the phone back into his pocket. “There, we can go

“Yeah,

look, her face expressionless. What was going on? Since when had they become so close? What had happened? Why there was a sudden

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Sherlyn was

glared at the

drive!”

they supposed to get

feisty demeanor rather cute. “What are you worried about? I might be drunk, but you didn’t, You drive.”

it in Sunhaven before going abroad, She’d often pestered him under the guise

he tossed the car keys to

them, “I

comfortable

took the driver’s seat. Her hands gripped the steering wheel, her nerves on edge. She had a license but

leaning over to

slow. No

Alright then.

took a deep breath. “If I drive you home, can you… let me go back to Neon Nights Bar to

hadn’t forgotten why she’d come to him

raised an eyebrow, sidestepping her question. “I prefer not to