Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 732

"Done talking?" Gilbert frowned, clearly displeased.

"Yeah." Sherilyn nodded. "What else do you want me to say? Do you doubt me?"

"Sherilyn."

Gilbert held his breath, his displeasure growing. "It's not that I doubt you, but this thing blew up on social media. Can't you just explain it to me? Reassure me?"

The air thickened for a moment.

Sherilyn gave him a cold look, unsure. "You're mad? Over something so trivial, really?"

Before she could elaborate, a knock sounded at the dressing room door.

"Come in!" Sherilyn called.

The door cracked open, revealing one of the crew members, all smiles. "Mr. Johnson-Sherilyn, a Mr. Martin sent afternoon tea for the whole crew. A junior assistant signed for it. Just wanted to let you know..." Mr. Martin? Galen?

Sherilyn frowned, puzzled by his motives but since it was already here...

She smiled at the crew member, "Thanks, I got it."

"Sure." The crew member nodded, smiling, then discreetly closed the door behind him.

Turning around, Sherilyn found Gilbert's face had turned stormy, his eyes cold.

still think it's

Sherilyn had scolded him for it, demanding he never do

man has ulterior motives! Don't tell me

words were laced with sarcasm

unfazed, retorted, "Even if that's true, so

taken aback, incredulous. "We're

are you

"Is it my fault

situation, it's not even certain we can get

do you mean,

jealousy, anger, and a hint of

certain! You

"Sure, sure."

repeatedly, too tired to argue, and stood

are you going?" Gilbert grabbed her wrist in

the door. "To have afternoon

"Don't you dare go!"

eyes were fierce, his voice

are you shouting

with having admirers? You're allowed to pine over your crush day and night, but I can't have afternoon tea? Well, I'm going to, just because!" She

"Sherilyn!"

twitched... This Mr. Martin, where did he

dared to covet what was

who didn't know before, after the recent social media storm, could there still be anyone