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, "I'll get you

headed out and returned shortly with

"Sherilyn?"

eyes nearly popping out, his breath caught in

of his shock sat there with an innocent look, completely unaware of the stir she had

was still sitting on the bed, but now,

and smooth, slender yet

warm light, she seemed to glow with an

went dry, his voice raspy,

"Hmm?"

tilted her head, frowning impatiently, "Why

mosquito bites, help me put on the lotion!" Was she really asking him

"Oh!"

eyes lit up, more

a few quick steps to the bed

leg, resting it

suddenly looked distressed, her brow furrowed

my leg

could

"Oh no! It looks

it? It used to

"Sweetheart..."

emotion

who started this... Don't

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

...

woke up first, glancing at the man still asleep beside