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.”

in line all night, the deal he got her was a stroke of luck.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in for a

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

stepped aside, “Come

she wanted to make coffee, she had to

the water.

but suddenly, the faucet broke off, sending water splashing all over

Sherilyn screamed

upon seeing her

approached, he also got

Gilbert raised his hand to wipe the water off his face, then looked at Sherilyn, more drenched than he was, and quickly

him.

you doing standing there? Move!” He dragged her behind

looked on apologetically.

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

in frustration.

don’t talk right now,” Sherilyn

her a look and

to go down and sort this out.”

if they let it spray, the apartment would flood, and the

puzzled by her plan. How was she going to handle it?