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?”

‘If you don’t want people to know, don’t do

that question

to make a

Gilbert frowned, “You call dancing in those places a job? Sherilyn,

let me be!” Sherilyn/retorted without thinking.

know that places like the Neon Nights Bar were low–class? But reality forced

begged him, “Stop pushing me! You want to force me back to you, right? It’s not going to happen. Even if you push me to death, I can’t entirely

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talk about this later. For now, go change

away. The negotiation failed. Why should she

into a laugh

maybe with light makeup. She probably went out today. That should do.

up, walking over to Sherilyn. “What are you doing?” Sherilyn had

up and come

bent down and

angry. “Put me down right