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

finally said, “Rest for a bit,

his way to

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

of bed, and swiftly

walk–in closet to leave in

time

he suddenly shot up, a cold sweat. breaking out

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

“Sherilyn?”

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entire Golden Oak Manor, but she

his phone to call her

a ringtone

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

that wasn’t

taken, her shoes were still at the

just a thin sweater and indoor

regret quickly spread through him.

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

against his forehead, his fingers kneading in

had lost control

had happened between Sherilyn and Edgar last