Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 187

Was that scent coming from her? It was intoxicating.

“Sherilyn,” Gilbert tried to contain the burgeoning urge. “What kind of perfume are you wearing?”

“What?” Sherilyn paused, baffled, “Perfume?”

A barely perceptible smile tugged at her lips. How could she afford something like that?

“I’m not wearing any. It must be the scent of my shampoo.” Once the antiseptic dried, she gently put a Band–Aid on his wound. “There, all done.”

She let go, tidied up, and went to throw away the trash.

“Oh.” Gilbert nodded, feeling an inexplicable sense of disappointment.

Leaving the pharmacy, it was late.

David drove, dropping Sherilyn back at Twilight Trail. Gilbert walked her to her

apartment.

“Try to get some sleep,” Gilbert said, stopping at the door without entering.

“Yeah.” Sherilyn gestured to a box on the ground. “Thanks for this.”

have gotten it by standing in line all night, the deal he got her was a

for a bit? I had some drinks

his favor.. But

aside, “Come in for a

If she wanted to

the water.

fill the kettle, but suddenly, the faucet

Sherilyn screamed in shock.

alarmed, and upon seeing her drenched figure,

approached, he also got

looked at

him.

dragged her behind

behind him, Sherilyn looked on apologetically. “I’m… I’m so

such a rundown place?” His face darkening, Gilbert opened his mouth only for water to spray directly into it,

in frustration.

don’t talk right now,”

shot her a look and dragged

from him. “I need to go down and sort this out.”

they let it spray, the apartment would flood, and the water could seep

by her plan. How