Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 272

“Alright, Mr. Gilbert.”

It wasn’t until Gilbert was almost at the dance studio that he finally picked up his phone to reply.

[I’m almost at the dance studio. Whatever it is, we can talk in person.]

Upon receiving the message, Sherilyn couldn’t help but wonder, was he just passing by the dance studio?

She didn’t dwell on it much and, together with Rebecca, left the studio.

“I’ve been imposing on you these past few days. I can head back home tonight.”

“Imposing? Don’t be silly. You’re welcome at my place anytime you need.”

As they stepped out, they saw Gilbert leaning casually against his car, waiting for her.

“Sherilyn, I’ll head off first.”

“Sure.”

Sherilyn jogged up to Gilbert, slightly out of breath, and went straight to the point after pulling out her phone.

“How much do I owe you?”

“Sherilyn…”

Gilbert frowned, a hint of seriousness in his tone. “I didn’t come here to collect money from you.”

Sherilyn was surprised. Then why was he here?

“Oh…”

moment, she

casually. To you, this hairband might be as trivial as a dollar or two, but for me,

Gilbert’s gaze darkened. “You think I just picked it out casually?”

stunned. Wasn’t

bitter laugh, his teeth clenched. “Yes, just picked it out

casually!”

intense pinch of sourness. What was he even

thought she was rejecting his gesture!

was

cheap one… He must

at all She never thought that

mood swing. Sherlyn was utterly confused.

suddenly snapped back to reality, a flash of pain visible in

Sherlyn reminded him. “You haven’t told

Sherlyn.

to ask her, “Haven’t you

he had specifically looked for a hairband

the words just

what?” Sherlyn asked innocently, genuinely

Nothing

head, swallowing hard, and then blurted out a number. 200 bucks! Huh… Huh?” Sherlyn nodded subconsciously, then was

Did he misopea

said it should at

‘Didn’t catch that?”

just…

are you on