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 got it.

casually. To you, this hairband might be as trivial as a dollar or

think I

stunned.

a bitter laugh, his teeth clenched. “Yes,

casually!”

pinch of sourness. What was

him, he thought she was

she said–it was picked out

of himself comparing similar hairbands to her cheap one… He must

this intentions at all She never thought that

mood swing. Sherlyn was utterly confused.

a flash of pain visible in his

haven’t told me

Sherlyn.

wanted to ask her,

specifically looked for a hairband like hers?

just wouldn’t

about what?” Sherlyn asked innocently, genuinely curious.

Nothing

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

Did he misopea

said it should at least start with a

‘Didn’t catch that?”

just… that cheap?

you on