Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 390

“Yes,” Sherilyn nodded with a smile, “Hot stuff! Jenna, you’re awesome, cooling it down all by yourself.”

“Mmm.” Jenna, with her head down, joyfully devoured the cheesy baked sweet potato.

“Yummy, mom’s cooking is the best.”

“Take it easy, honey.”

Sherilyn stood up. “I will go make you some milk.”

After preparing the milk and handing the bottle to Jenna, Sherilyn’s phone rang.

It was Gilbert.

Sherilyn immediately frowned. What did he want? Hadn’t she made herself clear?

She cut the call, refusing to answer.

But then, a message popped up.

[I’m downstairs. Your call, do you come down, or shall I come up?]

Sherilyn’s heart skipped a beat. She hurried to the window, lifting the curtain to peek outside–there was Gilbert’s Bentley, arrogantly parked there.

Not sure if he was also looking up at her, her phone rang again.

was another

no choice, answered.

car, looking up towards the

and with a kid, it’s not convenient for me to go up. But,

tone became firmer,

did

breath, replied, “Wait for

be

minutes later, Sherilyn came downstairs.

“Sherilyn.”

out of the car, walking around to the

resistance, but knowing this place wasn’t safe, especially if Sophia decided to

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neighborhood, Sherilyn turned to Gilbert. “What do you

smirk on his lips, said, “I’m taking you somewhere.

tone. “What do you mean? Where are you taking me? What does my day off

broke up

as if he hadn’t heard

“Where are you taking me?”

to go on a date with him!

rush?” Gilbert glanced at her, casually saying, “You’ll know

it seemed to lead to Westwood

strip of high–end boutiques. Why

Drive,