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!"

cheek softly, "I'll

shortly with a glass of

"Sherilyn?"

his wide eyes nearly

culprit of his shock sat there with an innocent look, completely

bed, but now, her clothes were scattered

skin was flawless, creamy and smooth,

warm light, she seemed to glow with

voice raspy, "What

"Hmm?"

her head, frowning impatiently, "Why are you

the calamine lotion on the bed, "I'm covered in mosquito bites, help me put on the lotion!" Was she really asking him to

"Oh!"

up, more than happy to

took a few quick steps to the bed and

lifted her leg, resting it on his shoulder, "See

distressed, her brow furrowed as she asked

leg look

could answer,

It looks

used to

"Sweetheart..."

with emotion

you who started

legs,

...

up first, glancing at the man still asleep beside