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

invite me in for a bit?

awkward about refusing after just accepting his favor.. But to her surprise, Gilbert

Sherilyn stepped aside, “Come in

she wanted to make coffee, she had to

the water.

faucet broke off, sending water splashing

screamed in shock.

turned, alarmed, and upon seeing her drenched figure, rushed over to

he approached, he also got soaked from head

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

him.

her behind him, and the

looked on apologetically. “I’m… I’m so sorry.”

darkening, Gilbert opened his mouth only for water

in frustration.

don’t talk right now,” Sherilyn whispered.

her a look and

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

spray, the apartment would flood, and the water could seep down to the neighbors

frowned, puzzled by her plan. How was she going to