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.

time, it was

having no choice, answered.

in his car, looking

place, and with a kid, it’s not convenient for me to go up. But, in my rush, convenience is the last thing on my mind, don’t you think?”

his tone became firmer, “Sherilyn, are you

other choice did she have?

breath, replied, “Wait for

I’ll be waiting.”

minutes later, Sherilyn came downstairs.

“Sherilyn.”

of the

Sophia decided

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12:16

as they drove out of the neighborhood, Sherilyn turned to Gilbert. “What

the steering wheel with a smirk on his lips, said, “I’m taking you somewhere. You’re off today,

What does my day off have to do with

just broke up

if he

anxious. “Where are you taking me?”

go on a date

casually saying, “You’ll know when

memory of it; it seemed

was practically a strip of high–end boutiques. Why was

at Westwood Drive, the car stopped.