Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 334

As soon as she spoke, there was a hint of grievance in her voice. “Where have you been?”

“In the kitchen.” Sherilyn gestured towards the kitchen. “Your kitchen is kinda bare, you know? I whipped up some oatmeal and made some sandwiches. You had quite a bit to drink last night, so I didn’t bother with coffee.”

She bent down, picked up the throw blanket from the floor, and started folding it in her hands.

While doing so, she asked, “How are you feeling? Still got a headache?”

“It’s okay.” Gilbert shook his head slightly. “Just a bit woozy, that’s all.”

“That’s normal when you just wake up.”

Holding the blanket, she said, “I’ll go put this away. You should get up, freshen up, and eat something. It’ll make you feel better.”

“Oh, alright.”

When Gilbert got up and walked into the dining area, Sherilyn was at the island counter, ladling oatmeal into bowls, steam rising around her like a soft halo.

Feeling a sudden impulse, he quietly approached and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, drawing her close.

Sherilyn stiffened for a moment, taken aback.

But she quickly relaxed. “Go sit down. Breakfast will be ready in a sec.”

He lowered his head, his cheek against her neck, his

Sherilyn was slightly taken aback.

not what you

Gilbert’s voice was strained as he said, “I admit I’ve been good to her, but there’s nothing shady going

is that

he couldn’t see the look of

nonchalantly, not really wanting to delve

she thought: I

“Sherilyn.”

face

head, he was overcome with emotion and leaned

sudden and

into the pot. Instinctively, her hands. went up to his

But

didn’t push him

hands moved

eyebrows lifting slightly. He pulled her

still resistant, wasn’t as forceful in

was accepting him.

“Sherilyn, Sherilyn…”

to lose control.

dangerous shift and quickly pushed

you going to eat or