Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 182

Sherilyn gasped in shock, quickly pulling her hand away.

Gilbert stared at her, his smile widening.

“Fine then.” Gilbert was pleased. “I wouldn’t bother getting into a fight over someone like that. By the way, who is he?”

Sherilyn frowned, remaining silent.

“You don’t have to say it. I already know,” Gilbert snorted, convinced Sherilyn must have caught the attention of some sleazebag while dancing at Neon Nights Bar. Thankfully, she had given up dancing there. It seemed a wise decision to have her join Daphne’s dance crew. But he had a problem at the

moment.

Narrowing his eyes, Gilbert studied Sherilyn. “What are you doing here so late at night?”

Sherilyn was impatient. “None of your business. You can leave now.”

That kind of attitude was something Gilbert had gotten used to.

She was not going to talk, huh?

forming. He took out his phone, nodding toward someone in line. “Tell me, why are you guys queuing

was more than

beamed, grinning from ear to ear. “Well, you see…”

Was he crazy

the guy didn’t care about their fight. He explained the limited release, smiling as he held

the sum. To him, it was less than a drop in the bucket, hardly a

paying, Gilbert grabbed Sherilyn by the arm.

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Gilbert had just helped her out, she would have wanted to fight back. “What are you

half–lidded with disdain as he tapped her head lightly. “What were you thinking?”

was planning to queue all night for a toy. She was so thin. Did

Time to get you home

tried to reason with him. “I have my reasons. Please, can you respect that?”

get that gift for Jenna!

looked down at her, towering

not leaving.” Sherilyn nodded resolutely.

scooped Sherilyn in his arms, and carried her away.