Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 167

“What?”

Sherilyn was so shocked that she choked on her toast, unable to swallow or

cough it up.

“Cough, cough, cough!”

“Sherilyn?” Gilbert was startled and immediately got up, moving to her side. “What’s wrong? Let me see!”

He cupped her face with his hands, about to pry her mouth open.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Sherilyn refused to open her mouth, shaking her head vigorously. Her mouth was full of toast crumbs. How could she let him see? More importantly, why should she let him see?

“Don’t be stubborn!” Gilbert was so anxious that his brows furrowed, wishing he could forcefully open her mouth.

“Mr. Gilbert.” Unable to watch any longer, Cara came over with a glass of water. “Ms. Sherilyn seems to have choked. Let her drink some water.”

Unable to speak, Sherilyn nodded vigorously.

“Give it here!” Gilbert took the water, but when Sherilyn reached for it, he wouldn’t let go.

He brought the glass to her lips. “Drink up!”

choice and not wanting to choke to death, Sherilyn let him help her

breathe easily again after gulping down a few big sips of

Gilbert was still worried. “Are you okay now?

nodded, “I’m fine

and scrunching her nose playfully. “Choking on a piece of toast, could you be any clumsier?”

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didn’t like him touching her, not one bit.

seeing her pulling away, Gilbert’s expression stiffened slightly,

compared to how furious he was on the

returning to his chair. He looked down, continuing to slice the

that, Sherilyn panicked. “I don’t want it anymore. Don’t make it

gaze,

tone was casual, yet it carried an undeniable force. “I’ve always given without others refusing or saying

had no choice but to

heart. Yes, he was

what exactly do

she was getting to

myself clear. Come back to

not…” Sherilyn shook her head, looking into his eyes, trying to see through his thoughts. “What I mean is, why do

stumped by her question.