Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1042

"I promise, I won't do it again!"

Gilbert's face lit up with a grin, his heart overflowing with joy.

Raising his right hand, he vowed, "If I mess up again, ban me from your bed!"

With that, he gently cradled her chin with both hands, sealing her lips with his.

"..." Sherilyn frowned and glared at him. How could he go back to this so quickly?

Feeling her resistance, Gilbert cooed softly, "Honey, consider it a consolation for the cold shower I just took..."

Objectively speaking, his technique was impressive.

After a moment, Sherilyn closed her eyes...

Might as well follow her heart, nothing to be pretentious about.

...

It was just past 8 p.m.

Rebecca White walked back to her dorm from the Johnson Mansion and spotted Caroline sitting in a wheelchair at the dorm entrance from afar.

"Back already, Rebecca White?" Caroline smiled as she faced her direction.

Rebecca frowned slightly as she approached.

"What do you want?" she asked, puzzled.

you." Caroline's tone was calm and measured. "Aren't you going to invite me

you have to say,

Caroline remarked, slightly taken aback. "Afraid

nodding, "Alright then, we'll talk

darkened, each word laced

so proud, huh? But what do you have to be

to know why Francis suddenly called off our wedding and turned his attentions

"..." Rebecca stayed silent.

something about this from

"Listen carefully..."

wheeled closer to Rebecca, slowing down her speech, emphasizing every word with a chilling clarity that

"!!"

expressionless as if she didn't

became rapid as she

so good inexplicably sudden

affection seemedel reason!

Ha.

silently. In this world, there's no

But, James?

Her child?

her hand gently on

chubby little face and his crescent moon-like smiling eyes appeared

a lovely

watched Rebecca intently, catching

couldn't help but

it seems you didn't

about this? Francis hasn't