Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 385

“Ha! Hahaha…”

As the words fell, Sherilyn burst into laughter. She laughed so hard tears streamed down her face, unable to stop herself.

“Sherilyn!”

“You got that right!”

Sherilyn was still laughing, her eyes sparkling with amusement, showing not a trace of anger. She genuinely found it hilarious.

“Four years have gone by, and I haven’t changed. And you, well, you’re exactly the same too.”

Just like back in the day, no matter what happened, you never asked why, always rushing to Caroline’s side without a second thought!

Sherilyn sighed silently. Do you know how I got the nickname ‘the wicked witch‘ back then?

This is how!

You only saw my temper, my ‘rude‘ actions, but you never asked why I did what I did!

But times change, and now, four years later, the things that used to bother me no longer do.

After her laughter subsided, Sherilyn lazily remarked, “Sorry, but no, I’m not going to apologize. Never. Isn’t that what you’re here for, Mr. Gilbert?”

She looked at Gilbert with a grin. “You’re Caroline’s lapdog, always groveling at her feet. You’re so pathetic, I’m sure you can sweet–talk her like you always do.”

“Sherilyn!”

Amid Gilbert’s furious roar, Sherilyn suddenly lifted her hand and swept all the things from

the table onto the floor in one swift motion!

“Ah!” Caroline jumped up, startled.

“Sherilyn Gomez!” Gilbert, seething with rage and his forehead veins bulging, pronounced her name deliberately.

“Here I am.”

Sherilyn looked up, staring Gilbert down with a smile that barely concealed her challenge. “I’ll raise the stakes! Go on, pamper your little princess!”

Are you insane? Who wouldn’t be? Then let’s all suffer together!

Without showing any emotion, she turned and walked out.

“Gilbert…” Caroline was somewhat intimidated. “Are you okay?”

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Gilbert was stuck in place, giving off a seriously chilling vibe of anger.

“Gilbert.” After thinking it over, Caroline nudged him. “This is my fault. I caused the argument. Maybe you should go after her. She doesn’t have a car; she won’t get far.”

after

turning away. Why chase her? Look at

two blocks to get her that jar of

her, she was a thankless

Calling him pathetic?

was pathetic! Pathetic for treating

Golden Oak Manor, Sherilyn sat on the bus, gradually

admit, she had been impulsive.

this news to her? For Jenna’s sake, she should have

Yet she hadn’t.

was

A misstep.

Was this the end of

easy for him to find another shield, but she needed him as an ally. Was she expected to go back, grovel, and ask for his forgiveness?

closed her eyes, leaning back.

worrying about it now. Today, she

‘deal‘ with him.

the city, she first went back to Sunset

in days and was

Yeah, yeah.”

not the least bit annoyed. Every

not even letting her go

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time, grabbed Sherilyn’s arm, slowly standing up. He looked down at her, his eyes dark with

you’ve been like this, and I’ve been patient with you all night. Still not enough,

good to you, pampered you, and you don’t care? Over something completely baseless, you

deep breath, then

Caroline early this

big

Gilbert wouldn’t have it, his gaze locking onto Sherilyn. “Sherilyn is in the wrong here, she should apologize

of mockery. “You want

voice cold. “You were raised by your grandmother, a lady of Sunhaven society! Don’t you even

in response,

his expression darkening further. In that moment he felt like he was seeing the

years gone, and you’re still just as arrogant

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“Ha! Hahaha…”

into laughter. She laughed so hard tears streamed down her face, unable to stop

“Sherilyn!”

got that

was still laughing, her eyes sparkling with amusement, showing not a

I haven’t changed.

matter what happened, you never asked why, always rushing to

how I got the nickname ‘the wicked witch‘ back then?

This is how!

‘rude‘ actions, but you never asked

things that used to bother me no longer do.

remarked, “Sorry, but no, I’m not going to apologize. Never. Isn’t that what you’re here for,

at Gilbert with a grin. “You’re Caroline’s lapdog, always groveling at her feet. You’re

“Sherilyn!”