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 to her lips, “Take

managed to have some water before shaking her head, refusing

if something had happened on the mountain or if

her pale face, he didn’t dare to ask, instead, he stroked her hair, “Close your eyes,

leaning back

the car drove off, Gilbert, worried she might be cold, turned up the heating. He also drove more

with her head tilted and eyes shut, seemed

hearing her low sobbing. Concerned,

hand. “Sherlyn? Are you

wake up, continuing

closer, understanding now. Sherilyn was

sorry, I’m wrong, I’m

this mean? Why was a daughter apologizing to her mother? And in a

less?

I was wrong,

vulnerable Sherilyn was heartbreakingly

her ear, “Don’t cry, your

of the specifics, what mother

cases of the

silence, Sherilyn gently opened her eyes and gazed at him with

her face,

a nightmare, so I had

been fully asleep, her consciousness in

sensed it. She knew he spoke the truth

“Much better. Let’s drive.”