Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 419

In an instant, Gilbert felt as if someone had pressed his pause button, rendering him

Immobile.

In the dynamic duo of him and Sherilyn, it seemed like he was the dominant force, but in reality, Sherilyn had always been the puppet master.

He couldn’t live without her.

Yet, she treated him with a hot–and–cold demeanor, as if she could leave him at any moment. And now, she was in his arms.

As if, he was her entire world!

It took him less than a second to react, bending down unceremoniously to hug her back. His senses were filled with her scent.

So sweet, so intoxicating.

“Gilbert.” She whispered his name.

“Yes?”

“I’m not feeling well. Can you take me down the mountain?”

“Of course.”

Gilbert looked down at her, caressing her cheek. Cold, isn’t it? Her hands were cold too.

He couldn’t delay, picking her up and quickly descending the mountain.

He then opened a bottle of water for her, bringing it

water before

to ask if something had happened on the mountain or if she had

instead, he stroked her hair, “Close your eyes, rest for

nodded, leaning back

worried she might be cold, turned up the

with her head tilted and eyes shut, seemed to drift

face, only hearing her low sobbing.

her hand. “Sherlyn? Are you

didn’t wake up, continuing to sob,

now. Sherilyn was missing

sorry, I’m wrong, I’m sorry,

apologizing to her mother? And in a dream,

less?

sob, I was wrong, so

vulnerable Sherilyn was heartbreakingly

silently embraced her, whispering soothingly in her ear, “Don’t cry, your mom won’t be

wasn’t sure of the specifics, what mother in the world could

of the

opened her eyes and gazed at him

touched her face, feeling some

her eyes, “You had a

Sherilyn hadn’t been fully

Gilbert did, she vaguely sensed it. She knew

“Much better. Let’s drive.”