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."

a slight nod, but his eyes stayed fixed on Sherilyn, not sparing Blake

leave you and Sherilyn to talk. I

"Alright."

Blake left, the tension eased, and the room

gaze lingered

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

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

eyebrow.

time, he

gaze, "because you

"Of course not."

something you love, you should do it. I'm not the kind of husband who'd keep you chained to

that had happened with

would be a good

is

to the curve

was swept up today in a soft, low bun, leaving her neck exposed- elegant,

strands had fallen,

then, a breeze from the ocean blew a lock of hair

Instinctively, Sherilyn squeezed

wrong?" Gilbert hurried over, concern in his voice. "Did it

reached out, gently brushing the strand

fingertips inevitably grazed

jolted, her whole body tense and her back snapping

noticed and frowned, his concern deepening.