Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 333

Sherilyn bit her lip, her voice filled with genuine regret as she apologized. “I’m sorry. That day was my fault, I shouldn’t have said those things to you.”

Was she here to apologize? Gilbert narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining silent.

Suddenly, Sherilyn’s world went dark as Gilbert, like a towering figure, leaned into her. His distinct, masculine scent quickly enveloped her, making her feel almost suffocated.

Sherilyn frowned, instinctively trying to push him away. “Gilbert…”

“Tsk.” He sensed her resistance, his eyes turning icy in an instant. “Is this how you apologize? Not even a hug? Why bother coming then?”

“It’s not that…” Sherilyn quickly backpedaled, shaking her head in panic. “It’s not that I won’t hug you, it’s just that you’re… quite heavy, and I wasn’t prepared.”

That seemed to pass muster.

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, holding her close, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, “Sherilyn, I’m feeling dizzy.”

Being this close, she could smell the strong scent of alcohol on him. No wonder he felt dizzy: he must have had quite a bit to drink.

Sherilyn gritted her teeth, marshaling all her strength to help him inside. “Let me help you get to the couch.”

Her strength had its limits, managing only to get him to lie down on the couch, leaving her panting and covered in a light sweat.

Hmm…” Gilbert groaned on the couch, clutching his temples.

clearly worried. “Just lie down for a bit. I’ll make you

headed for the

a blanket in her arms, which she spread over him. Then, she went

got some soup and brought it to

is killing me!” Gilbert, acting like a child, was making a fuss. “Sherilyn! Where

right here!” Sherilyn rushed over, supporting him. “I went

make you some soup…

it!” Gilbert frowned in

patiently coaxed him. “Aren’t you suffering from a headache? This will help. Please?”

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the cup to his

it, asking,

Sherilyn nodded, wondering if there

smile.

took small sips from the cup

finishing, he grabbed Sherilyn’s hand. “Don’t go, please. Sherilyn, stay… Don’t leave me…” Then, he collapsed back onto the

couldn’t get free. Was he really this strong

morning light was