Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 237

Under the dim lights, Sherilyn’s face turned ghostly pale. Without thinking, she glanced at Blake, then at Caleb. Neither of them uttered a word, only communicating through their eyes–a silent plea for her to endure.

Remembering Blake’s earlier advice, Sherilyn took a deep breath, lifted her hand, and placed it in Vincent’s waiting palm.

“Ha ha…”

Pleased, Vincent laughed heartily, gripping her hand tightly and yanking her closer in one swift motion. What was initially a handhold turned into an arm wrapped possessively around her waist.

Instantly, Sherilyn tensed all over. Her fists clenched tight, fingernails digging into her palms…

“How old are you? What’s your major?”

“24, I study contemporary dance…” Sherilyn answered mechanically, hardly hearing her own voice.

“A dancer, huh? No wonder you’ve got such a nice figure.”

Vincent lifted his glass, offering it to her, “First meeting, let’s have a drink.”

“Sure…” Sherilyn took the glass, her heart pounding. “Aren’t you drinking, Mr. Johnson?”

“You first,” Vincent waved it off. “I’ll drink what’s left. Makes us closer, don’t you

think?”

from the men around them. Sherilyn,

up,” Vincent urged,/”Don’t be nervous. You don’t have to finish it… I’m

spoke, his hand began to wander along Sherilyn’s waist. Sherilyn gripped the

her lips, Sherilyn froze. Vincent’s hand had

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way; no woman could tolerate this! Before anyone could react,

“Damn it!!”

furious, stood up cursing. Wiping the red wine from his face, he reached for

bitch come from?”

Crash!

crisp sound of breaking glass was Sherilyn, smashing the wine glass in her hand. Glass shards scattered on the floor, as she held

avec b

glass at Vincent, “Don’t

south, Blake tried

Stay back! All

reach now, brandishing the broken glass at anyone. who dared

seen it all now! Let’s see what you’re going to do

come