Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1250

"I want to smell!"

Before her brother could react, Joyce had already leaned in, scrunching up her nose. "Wow, that's strong! You reek of smoke."

She quickly explained, "Sherilyn's sensitive to cigarette smoke. She really can't stand the smell."

That, by the way, was why she'd never allowed Gilbert to smoke in the house.

Nanson looked embarrassed, glancing apologetically at Sherilyn. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to... Are you okay? Do you need to see a doctor or anything?" "No, I'm fine."

Sherilyn smiled and shook her head; she'd already recovered.

"Don't listen to Joyce exaggerate. I am a bit sensitive, but it's not that bad-I'm alright now."

Seeing she'd stopped coughing, Nanson finally relaxed. "Sorry again. I'll be more careful from now on."

When they left the lounge, Nanson offered to give Sherilyn a ride.

"That's alright," she replied with a warm smile. "My friend's waiting for me in the car."

She meant Candida.

"Alright then," Nanson didn't insist. "Let Joyce know when you get home, okay?"

"Will do. Bye, Nanson. Bye, Joyce."

"Bye!" Joyce waved.

Sherilyn turned and headed across the street.

for Sherilyn when you can, okay? She's got it tough, raising her daughter

"Don't worry."

brow furrowing slightly. "So... her engagement to Mr.

their social circle knew- the Harrison family's new heir was supposed to reunite with

real as it

don't even know what to say about him. He does care about Sherilyn, I don't doubt that, but he's got way too much baggage. Anyway, I'm with Sherilyn-she should do whatever makes

none of that's the point.

"You're right." Later

his briefcase, headed to his study, and

Sherilyn

him

away in the safe, then went

changed clothes, his hand brushed against something in his suit pocket-a half-empty pack of cigarettes and a

paused, gaze dimming for

of silence, he

in

the

cigarettes in his fist, and tossed it

At Starfall Drive.

pulled into the driveway and stopped

said. "I'll take the car to the

had stopped calling her

"Alright. Thanks."

and closed the door behind

drove off, and Sherilyn

and ran back to the front gate, pulling