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.”

all night, the

going to invite me in for a bit? I had some drinks earlier, and

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

stepped aside, “Come in for a coffee.”

didn’t have hot water. If she wanted

the water.

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

screamed in

alarmed, and upon seeing her drenched figure, rushed over to help.

also got soaked from head

looked at Sherilyn, more drenched than

him.

Move!” He dragged her behind

looked on

darkening, Gilbert opened his mouth only for water

in frustration.

talk right

look and

from him. “I need to go down and sort

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

How was she going