Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1206

Sherilyn froze, startled by the question.

So that's what he meant.

"No."

She shook her head, more accurately, she simply didn't care.

"This is my life. I make my own decisions—I don't need anyone's permission. Whether he likes it or not, it really doesn't matter."

"Sherilyn..."

Suddenly, Blake's eyes sharpened as he frowned and shot her a warning glance, subtly shaking his head.

He was signaling her to stop talking.

"Hm?"

Sherilyn didn't get it. Blake kept darting her looks, his eye twitching with effort.

Finally, Sherilyn caught on. She turned, glancing behind her.

Just a few steps away, Gilbert stood there. She had no idea when he'd arrived. He was tall and striking as ever, his handsome face unreadable.

"Ah-"

Blake let out an awkward laugh, quickly stepping forward to smooth things over. "Mr. Harrison, you're here."

but his eyes stayed fixed on

Blake read the room fast. "I'll leave you and Sherilyn to talk. I won't

"Alright."

tension eased, and

gaze lingered on

part of her conversation with Blake. "You want to go to that promotional

it in her mouth. Her cheeks were adorably puffed as she chewed. "It's not that I want to—it's my job. Just like you. Do you want to be fighting

raised an eyebrow. Sherilyn's

of the time, he couldn't

said, meeting his gaze, "because you want to interfere

"Of course not."

it. I'm not the kind

happened with Caroline lately, Sherilyn hadn't been

for work would be a good

work is

nodded, his eyes falling to

in a soft, low bun, leaving her neck exposed- elegant, pale,

strands had fallen, framing

breeze from the ocean blew

squeezed her eyes

hurried over, concern in his voice. "Did it get in

gently brushing the strand

inevitably grazed

jolted, her whole body tense and her

Gilbert noticed and frowned,