Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1094

Without a moment's hesitation, Gilbert shook his head vigorously and declared, "Never again!"

Sherilyn let out a low whimper, her arms tightening around his neck as her slender legs dangled on either side of him, swinging back and forth. Suddenly, she balled up her fist and gave him a solid thump.

"Ouch!" Gilbert yelped in surprise, not from pain, but from being caught off guard.

"Hurry up!"

Sherilyn snapped, her tone sharp, "I'm gonna get eaten alive by mosquitoes out here, and you're moving like a snail!"

"Right..."

Gilbert was momentarily speechless, then chuckled as he nodded, "Got it! Hold on tight!"

He picked up the pace, almost jogging back to the cozy little cottage they were staying in.

Once inside, he gently set Sherilyn down on the bed.

Sitting there, she began to scratch her arms and legs.

Gilbert noticed her skin, red and irritated from her scratching.

"Stop scratching."

He quickly took her hands, pulling a small jar of calamine lotion from his pocket, a remedy Rebecca White had given him earlier. "Here, this will stop the itching..."

"I'm thirsty," Sherilyn suddenly looked up at him, "I need water!"

brushed her cheek softly,

returned shortly with a glass of

"Sherilyn?"

dead in his tracks, his wide eyes nearly popping out, his

an innocent look, completely unaware

but now, her

flawless, creamy and smooth, slender yet

the warm light, she seemed to glow with

voice raspy, "What are

"Hmm?"

head, frowning impatiently, "Why

calamine lotion on the bed, "I'm covered in mosquito bites, help me put on the lotion!"

"Oh!"

lit up, more

took a few quick steps to the

resting it on his shoulder, "See

distressed, her brow furrowed

my leg look bad

could answer,

It

it? It used to be my

"Sweetheart..."

voice was thick with emotion as he gently held

who started this... Don't blame

eyes darkened, and holding her slender legs, he pounced on

...

Sherilyn woke up first, glancing at the man still asleep