Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 535

"Sherilyn..."

A current of panic surged through Gilbert. He was truly flustered!

He never anticipated such a twist in events!

Holding Sherilyn's hand, he pleaded for forgiveness, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Stop it."

Sherilyn stared at him, her gaze steady and unflinching, "I'm not interested in those half-hearted apologies. Save your energy."

"It's not half-hearted!"

Gilbert lifted her hand to his lips, his mind racing for a way to keep his brother's secret safe while also appeasing Sherilyn's anger.

"The truth is...I didn't find out...I...I was afraid you'd be mad, that's why I said that!"

Let Sherilyn think him incapable.

"I'm sorry, I failed to handle the task you gave me. It's my fault."

Sherilyn barely lifted an eyelid, "That's it?"

"Yes!" Gilbert leaned in, kissing her forehead as his voice trembled slightly.

"It's my fault. You can hit me, yell at me, be mad at me...anything. But please, don't say things like 'when do we break up,' 'my feelings for you were all fake'... Can we not go there?"

Sherilyn remained silent.

She didn't buy his excuse of not being able to trace a hidden number. It was either unwillingness on his part or there was something else he was hiding.

But Sherilyn was tired of arguing. She knew it was futile.

"Let's just go." Sherilyn withdrew her hand, her tone indifferent. "I'm tired. I want to go back."

Hearing this, Gilbert immediately agreed, "Okay."

As they drove off, Sherilyn remained silent, gazing out of the window. She thought to herself that this would be the first and last time.

From now on, she wouldn't ask him for any favors.

...

Upon arriving at Golden Oak Manor.

The housekeeper was about to leave, "Mr. Gilbert, Ms. Gomez, dinner is ready and still warm. It's the perfect time to eat."

Gilbert approached the bed, sitting on the edge.

Looking at her delicate face, he coaxed gently, "It's not good to sleep on an empty stomach. Eat a little, okay?"

Sherilyn glanced at him and still refused, "I don't want to eat. It's okay, I often skipped dinner before..."

"Before is before, now is now."

Gilbert frowned, patiently explaining to her.

"You were alone before, but now you have me, right? And remember? You fainted the other day. The doctor said you were too weak."

The more he spoke, the more worried he became.

Gilbert refused to let her get her way, bending down, he scooped her up in his arms like a child.

"Gilbert!"

Sherilyn was annoyed, growling, "I said I'm not eating! Can't you understand? Skipping one meal won't kill me!"

"Ugh."

Gilbert clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed. "And you say you're not a little girl? Watch your words! Forget it, kids say the darndest things!"