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.

in his car, looking up towards the

to go up. But, in my rush, convenience is the last

pause, his tone became firmer, “Sherilyn, are you coming

did she have?

her breath, replied, “Wait

be

Sherilyn came downstairs.

“Sherilyn.”

the doorway, Gilbert got out of the car, walking around to the

this place wasn’t safe, especially if Sophia decided to come down with

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Sherilyn turned to Gilbert. “What do you want? Spit

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

understand his tone. “What do you mean? Where are you taking me? What does my day off have to do with you? Have you

broke up last

if he hadn’t heard

grew anxious. “Where are you taking me?”

to go on a date with

the rush?” Gilbert glanced at her, casually saying, “You’ll know when we

had a vague memory of it; it seemed to lead to

of high–end boutiques. Why was he

Drive,