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.

before he

“Rest for a bit, I’ll go run

up and made his way

opened her eyes, a thick layer of mist clouding her vision, her eyes

return at any moment, she threw back the covers, got out of bed, and swiftly made for the door, opening it and

the walk–in closet to leave in the bathroom, Gilbert returned, intending to carry Sherilyn.

it’s time

down, about to lift the covers, when he suddenly shot

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

“Sherilyn?”

11:41

searched the room, then the entire Golden Oak Manor, but

his phone

a ringtone sounded.

room sofa, her phone inside.

wasn’t all.

her coat hadn’t been taken, her shoes were still at the entrance–missing was only a

had left wearing just a thin

regret quickly spread through him.

usually means relying

a hand against

car, he had lost

realized–nothing had happened between Sherilyn and Edgar last