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

no

in his car,

me to go up. But, in my rush, convenience

tone became firmer, “Sherilyn, are you

other choice did

breath, replied, “Wait

be

minutes later, Sherilyn came

“Sherilyn.”

of the

especially if Sophia decided to come down with Jenna,

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soon as they drove out of the neighborhood, Sherilyn turned to Gilbert. “What do you want? Spit it out.”

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

mean? Where are you taking me? What does my day off

broke up last night!

didn’t respond, acting as if

are you taking

wasn’t about to go on a

glanced at her, casually saying, “You’ll know when we get there”

it seemed to

strip of high–end boutiques. Why was

Drive, the