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 call.

having no choice, answered.

car, looking up

convenient for me to go up. But, in my rush, convenience is the last thing on

tone became firmer, “Sherilyn, are you coming down?”

other choice did she have?

breath, replied, “Wait for

be waiting.”

minutes later, Sherilyn came downstairs.

“Sherilyn.”

of the car, walking around to the passenger side. “Get in.”

in resistance, but knowing this place wasn’t safe, especially if Sophia decided to come down with Jenna, she

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as they drove out of the neighborhood, Sherilyn turned to

smirk on his lips, said, “I’m taking you somewhere. You’re off today, right?”

mean? Where are you taking me? What does my day off have to do with

just broke up

if he hadn’t heard

grew anxious. “Where are you taking me?”

wasn’t about to go on

her, casually saying, “You’ll know when we get

vague memory of it; it seemed to lead

a strip of high–end boutiques. Why was he taking her there?

Drive, the