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.

do you still think

had scolded

ulterior motives! Don't tell me you

words were laced with sarcasm and

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

Gilbert was taken aback, incredulous. "We're about to get

are you

shaking her head. "Is

then added, "Besides, given the current situation, it's not even certain we can get

you mean,

filled with jealousy, anger, and a

You

"Sure, sure."

nodded repeatedly, too tired to argue, and stood up, indicating

going?" Gilbert grabbed her wrist in a

towards the door. "To

"Don't you dare go!"

fierce, his

are you shouting

allowed to pine over your crush day and night, but I can't have afternoon tea? Well, I'm going to, just because!" She wrenched her wrist free and

"Sherilyn!"

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

to covet what was

was his? Even if there were some who didn't know before, after the recent social media