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 another call.

having no choice, answered.

sat 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

tone became firmer,

other choice did she

breath, replied, “Wait

I’ll be waiting.”

Sherilyn came downstairs.

“Sherilyn.”

doorway, Gilbert got out of the car, walking

Sophia decided to come down with Jenna,

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turned to Gilbert. “What do you want? Spit it out.”

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

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

just broke up last night!

as if he hadn’t heard her.

grew anxious. “Where are you taking me?”

go on a

at her, casually saying, “You’ll know

of it; it seemed

a strip of high–end

arriving at Westwood Drive,