Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 349

their fierce sex, Gilbert looked down at the petite woman in his arms. Her eyes were

stubberly shot refusing to meet his gaze. Her eyes were red and swollen, tears still clinging to her lashes.

Was she crying out of physical pain, or was it for someone else? The thought made his gaze tum cold.

Let’s get out of the car

He released her, got out first, then walked around to the passenger side and lifted her into his

arms

In that moment, Sherilyn shivered in his hold.

Gilbert noticed, his eyebrows knitting together in concern, “What’s wrong?”

No response came from Sherilyn, just a shake of her head.

He might have guessed the reason; his earlier loss of control and roughness must have hurt

her.

Quickening his pace, he carried her from the garage back into the house, laying her down on the master bedroom’s bed.

He reached out to straighten her messy hair, but Sherilyn turned her face away, avoiding his

touch.

stiffening before he reluctantly withdrew his

he finally said, “Rest for a bit, I’ll go run a

made his way

sound of water filling the tub started, Sherilyn opened her eyes, a thick layer of mist clouding her

the covers, got out of bed,

the walk–in closet to leave

it’s time

covers, when he suddenly

covers to find the bed empty–Sherilyn was nowhere to be seen. Where

“Sherilyn?”

11:41

the room, then the entire Golden Oak Manor, but

phone to

a ringtone sounded.

purse still on the living room sofa, her phone inside. She hadn’t taken

that wasn’t

noticed her coat hadn’t been taken, her shoes were still at

had left wearing just a thin sweater and indoor slippers?

and regret quickly spread through

time when stepping outside usually means relying on one, how could she manage?

against his forehead, his fingers kneading in

the car, he had lost control at first.

he realized–nothing had happened between Sherilyn