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.

then opened a bottle

have some water before shaking her

happened on the mountain

dare to ask, instead, he stroked her hair, “Close

back with her eyes

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

tilted and eyes

only hearing her low

her hand. “Sherlyn? Are you

wake up, continuing to sob, murmuring,

leaned in closer, understanding now. Sherilyn was

I’m wrong,

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

less?

was wrong,

Sherilyn was

her, whispering soothingly in her ear,

what mother in the world

cases of the truly heartless, of

the silence, Sherilyn gently opened her eyes and gazed at him with a puzzled expression.

her face,

“You had a nightmare, so I had to stop and

Sherilyn hadn’t been fully asleep, her consciousness in

vaguely sensed it. She

“Much better. Let’s drive.”