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.

"Look out for Sherilyn when you can, okay? She's got it tough, raising her daughter on her own. I don't want to

"Don't worry."

furrowing slightly. "So... her engagement to Mr. Harrison, it's

Everyone in their social circle knew- the Harrison family's new heir was supposed to reunite with his ex-wife, his

as

doubt that, but he's got way too much baggage. Anyway, I'm with Sherilyn-she should do whatever makes her happy." Life's too short-barely thirty thousand days. You have to live the

breakups... none of that's

listened quietly, nodding in agreement. "You're

his briefcase, headed to his

Sherilyn

him

away in the safe, then went to

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

paused, gaze dimming

of

in a

the

fist,

At Starfall Drive.

and stopped in front of

go ahead inside," Candida said. "I'll take the

request, Candida had stopped calling her

"Alright. Thanks."

got out, and

drove off, and Sherilyn turned to

to the front gate, pulling it open in