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 reluctantly withdrew his

finally said, “Rest for a

and made his way to

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

at any moment, she threw back the covers, got out of bed, and swiftly

the bath and grabbing some pajamas from the walk–in closet to leave in the bathroom, Gilbert returned, intending to carry

time

sat down, about to lift the covers, when he suddenly shot up, a cold

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

“Sherilyn?”

11:41

entire Golden Oak

embed his phone to

a ringtone

he saw Sherilyn’s purse still on the living room sofa, her phone inside. She

that wasn’t

shoes were still at the entrance–missing was only a pair of indoor slippers!

a

quickly spread

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

pressing a hand against his forehead, his

he had lost

between Sherilyn and Edgar last night.