Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 320

Time seemed to freeze in that moment.

Il Gilbert hadn’t heard his own breathing and heartbeat, he might have thought he was mishearing. “What… what did you say?”

He wasn’t sure. Had he heard wrong?

He wasn’t drunk, was he? But Sherilyn was the one who had been drinking.

So, he hadn’t misheard!

“Didn’t catch that?” Sherilyn pouted like a child. “Then, never mind..”

“No way!” Gilbert grabbed her hand, a mix of frustration and amusement on his face. “Once it’s out there, it’s out there. Sherilyn, I heard you-”

In the next second, he pulled her closer by the nape of her neck, enveloping her in his embrace!

Almost through gritted teeth, he declared, “You said it, we’re together!

Sherilyn stood frozen in his arms. She had said it, and he had heard it

Was there mom for regret? Could she even regret it?

She knew she was heading down a doomed path, but she couldn’t turn back.

even her own life, so maybe being with

It

a mutually beneficial arrangement. Quite

lifted her hand and gently grasped his arm,

affirmation, a storm of emotions swept through Gilbert. He lowered his head, one arm

ber chin.

bumed with a fervent glow

kiss

more than a

nodded. But before Gilbert could lean in, her eyelids drooped, and she slumped into his arms.

froze, looking down at the person in his arms–her

“Really…7”

just fell asleep like

shouldn’t have let her drink, With her low tolerance, making it this far was

of the

blanket, he sat by the bed in silence for a while before reluctantly standing up to

let you off tonight. We have all the

the light and closed the door behind him.

her eyes, staring blankly at

next morning.

night. He needed to

memory of their agmement? She had been drunk, it was

Gilbert knocked gently.