Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 174

“Hmph.” Sherilyn tugged at her lip, a silent, cold laugh escaping her. “Fine.”

Gilbert arrived at the apartment door to find it unlocked and pushed it open. “Why isn’t the door locked? It’s not safe…”

Then, he saw Sherilyn sitting on the sofa, looking directly at him.

“What’s up with you?” Gilbert had a bad feeling as he sat opposite Sherilyn. “Bad day? Something upset you?”

Sherilyn narrowed her eyes, fed up with his pretense. She restrained herself, lowering her stance as much as possible, pleading, “Gilbert, please let me go.”

“Huh?” Gilbert was momentarily stunned, raising an eyebrow. “What do you mean by that?”

“It’s you…”

Sherilyn’s fingertips dug into her palm. “You made sure all the dance clubs won’t hire me, didn’t you?”

Gilbert’s gaze froze. “How did you know? Who told you?”

people to know, don’t

question

to her was finding a way to make a

“You call dancing in those places a job? Sherilyn, you’re done for

let me be!”

places like the Neon Nights Bar were low–class? But reality forced her to bow her head!

force me back to you, right? It’s not going to happen. Even if you push me to death, I can’t

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was speechless, his inscrutable gaze fixed on her. “Let’s talk about this later. For now, go change your clothes, and

negotiation failed. Why should she go

turned into a laugh as

a T–shirt and jeans, maybe with light makeup. She

and suddenly stood up, walking over to Sherilyn. “What are you doing?” Sherilyn had a bad

more chance. Get up and come

sentence, Gilbert bent down

“Put me down right