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.

it was another

having no

sat in his car, looking up towards

a kid, it’s not convenient for me to go up. But, in my rush, convenience is the last thing

tone became firmer, “Sherilyn,

did

her breath, replied, “Wait for

I’ll be waiting.”

minutes later, Sherilyn came downstairs.

“Sherilyn.”

Gilbert got out of the car, walking around to the

place wasn’t safe, especially if Sophia decided to come down with Jenna, she reluctantly

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

his lips, said, “I’m taking you somewhere. You’re off

What does my day off have to do with you? Have you forgotten

just broke up

if he

are you taking me?”

on

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

it; it seemed

strip of high–end boutiques. Why

arriving at Westwood Drive, the