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.”

by standing in line all night, the deal he got her was a stroke of

me in for

awkward about refusing after just accepting his favor.. But to her surprise, Gilbert didn’t just

aside, “Come in for

If she wanted to make coffee,

the water.

but suddenly, the faucet broke off, sending

Sherilyn screamed

Gilbert turned, alarmed, and upon seeing her drenched figure,

he also got soaked from head

at Sherilyn, more drenched

him.

behind him, and the water was showering all over

behind him, Sherilyn looked on apologetically.

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

in frustration.

talk right now,”

a look

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

spray, the apartment would

puzzled by her plan. How was she going