Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 304

Sherilyn wanted to say that while he could help her with a glass of water, a trip to the bathroom was beyond his assistance.

But she dared not object. After all, his intentions were genuinely good this time.

Words were about to escape her lips.

“Shut up!” Gilbert, sensing her about to speak, cut her off impatiently. “I don’t need your gratitude. Just rest!”

He slung his legs over the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, leaned back into the chair, and took a moment for himself.

Now, Sherilyn finally had a moment to really look at him.

What happened to him? Where did he come from?

She had noticed it earlier–Gilbert had a bandage wrapped around his head. That much she could see.

Was he injured? A head injury? Did he have injuries elsewhere on his body?

What brought him to Crestwood, and how did he get hurt? Was he at the RED Dance Troupe show last night?

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But he wasn’t even into modern dance…

Before she could figure it out, the doorbell rang!

eyes snapped open, and with agile speed, he stood up and walked to

“Who’s there?”

right away but peeked through the peephole instead.

spipe–outside stood

knew–Adela’s intentions

old fox,

her tricks on Sherilyn sending thugs to fuck her, and now

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to ‘witness

To dissuade her son, she wouldn’t hesitate

look at Sherilyn on the bed.

he

front of Edgar, then Sherilyn

if

if he played into Adela’s scheme, only this time,

Edgar and

grew rapidly,

did he come

was here

as he walked back to Sherilyn, suddenly bending down, his arms

startled. What was he up to?

hand, gently

www.oulder.

her voice