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

to be! The phone was locked. Sherilyn picked it up, aimed it at his face for facial recognition, and paid

the phone back into his pocket. “There, we

“Yeah, let’s

with a pristine makeup look, her face expressionless. What was going on? Since when had they become so

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Sherlyn was baffled.

leave?” She glared at the man. “You’ve

drive!”

supposed to

you worried about? I might be drunk, but you didn’t, You

Sherilyn had her license, having obtained it in Sunhaven before going abroad, She’d often pestered him under the

the car keys

“I don’t want

had made himself comfortable

with no choice, Sherilyn begrudgingly took the driver’s seat. Her hands gripped the steering wheel, her nerves on edge. She had a license but hadn’t

be nervous,” Gilbert chuckled, leaning over to buckle her seatbelt. “Take

slow. No rush.”

Alright then.

can you… let me go back to Neon Nights Bar

she hadn’t forgotten why

raised an eyebrow, sidestepping her question. “I