Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 374

Suddenly, Gilbert bellowed, confronting Sherilyn.

“Where the heck were you? Weren’t you supposed to wait for me in the lounge?”

“I wanted some ice cream, so I went to get one,” Sherilyn replied, only to realize something mid–sentence. “Wait… you’re not mad because I didn’t get caught in that explosion, are you?” Before she could process her thoughts, Gilbert bent down and finally pulled her into a tight embrace.

“Huh?” Sherilyn was completely baffled. What was going on?

“Thank God! Thank God!”

His hand cradled the back of her head, pressing her deep into his embrace. “Getting ice cream was a brilliant idea! A brilliant idea!”

Because she went to get that ice cream, she had narrowly escaped danger!

His heart was racing; it was only now that Gilbert felt it settling back into his chest… He felt alive again!

Murmuring with a voice full of relief, “You’re safe, thank God. I’m so glad you’re okay…” Every word struck Sherilyn, leaving her puzzled. Was he having a breakdown, or was this some kind of split personality moment?

But before she could ponder any further, Gilbert leaned on her, becoming heavier. Sherilyn struggled to support him, pushing him slightly.

“Gilbert! Get up! You’re so heavy.”

“I don’t care.”

Gilbert made no move to stand, clinging to her like a child. “My legs are jelly; I can’t stand.”

“Jelly legs?”

for a second. “You, with jelly legs? Cut it out,

“I won’t.”

his arms around her, resting his

thing,

my legs are

Sherilyn was

swould I

know?

about to say What would I know?

whisper in her ear, “I was scared to death. Give me a moment… just

Sherilyn

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surrounding them seemed

did his words imply?

This wasn’t good.

he was dropping hints left and right, as if he cared about her a

her imagination?

true, that would

Gilbert looked up, pointing at the ice

cone? Don’t you recognize

head

she had gone all the way to the

glaring at Gilbert. “What