Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 186

The manager looked at Gilbert, who shot him a glare that spoke volumes. Without pause, the message was clear.

With utter certainty, the manager said, “No! Do we look like a pharmacy with a first aid kit?”

They couldn’t give them even if they had some.

Taking his word for it, Sherilyn turned apologetically to Gilbert, “Maybe we should go to a pharmacy nearby?”

There ought to be one open 24/7.

“Fine by me.” Gilbert seemed relatively pleased, glad she was taking care of the situation.

The employee came out with the packed Minnie Mouse toy, asking the manager, “Who should carry this?”

“I will,” Sherilyn volunteered, reaching out.

“Hold on.” Gilbert lifted his eyelid, giving her a slight glare. “You are not carrying anything.”

Saying so, he extended his arm, “Give it here.”

“Ah, sure, Mr. Johnson…” The employee handed the half–meter box to Gilbert, which Gilbert held without much effort.

But who had ever seen Mr. Johnson carrying a box around the streets? The dissonance made Sherilyn chuckle.

down at her. “Are

stopped laughing, shaking her head.

Gilbert didn’t buy it. But, seeing her smile so beautifully, he

all you want.” He said, “You look better smiling, you know? You look terrible when you cry! No more crying,

she looked terrible? Sherilyn was stunned, turning her face

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bother with him? In his

pharmacy near the TeeMall, just a

“Maybe David could go and buy it, and I’ll just…

life!” Gilbert instantly flared up, pointing at his neck. “Is this your doing? If David

Startled, Sherilyn waved her hands, “Keep it

being so loud could attract the police.

nave i

“Alright, I’ll go, okay?”

“As you should.”

bench in the pharmacy while Sherilyn got antiseptic

gestured to him. “You need to loosen your collar, or

Gilbert sprawled his arms over the bench back, utterly relaxed,

sake of the two grand, she’d endure it.

teeth, took a deep breath, and reached toward his neck, undoing the top two buttons of his shirt. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Gilbert’s Adam’s

Sherilyn’s fingertips.

thinking it wasn’t her fault.