Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

The moment the spray hit her mouth, Sherilyn felt a bitterness so intense it seemed to drill straight into her brain. It was indescribably awful! NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“Ugh…”

As if he anticipated her next move, just as she turned her face away, Gilbert reached out and firmly covered her mouth with his hand. His expression was stern, his glare intimidating.

“Bitter medicine is good for you; don’t even think about spitting it out!”

Sherilyn was flabbergasted. No, she couldn’t bear it; it was just too bitter! She grabbed his hand, trying to pull it away.

“Sherilyn, being naughty, are we?”

Suddenly, Gilbert stood up, his palm moving away from her mouth. Before Sherilyn could react, he cupped her face again, leaning down to… seal her lips with his own.

The unexpected kiss left Sherilyn frozen, ceasing her struggles.

What was he doing? He was kissing her again?

Unlike her being all tensed up, Gilbert seemed to be really enjoying it. Especially when her long eyelashes brushed against his skin, it caused a nice little tingle.

His voice, low and husky, whispered against her.

“Still bitter?”

Sherilyn, at a loss for words and her mind a blank slate, stuttered. “No, not anymore.”

“Really?” Gilbert chuckled softly. “A kiss makes it all better?”

“What?” Sherilyn looked confused, not sure if she didn’t hear right or just didn’t get it.

“Silly girl.”

Suddenly itching with affection, Gilbert pulled her tightly into his arms.

Sherilyn gazed up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her mouth slightly open, her breath tinged with the bitter taste of the medicine.

“Sherilyn.” Her name rolled off his tongue.

In a calm, deliberate tone, he said, “You and Edgar aren’t a good match. Tell Grandma tomorrow, say you don’t like him, will you?”

Suddenly, Sherilyn snapped back to reality.

She was in his arms! She quickly pulled away, standing up and stepping back to put some distance between them.

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With an empty embrace, Gilbert frowned in displeasure. “Sherilyn?”

“Why should I listen to you?”

Sherilyn’s mind was in turmoil, especially because Gilbert, who usually couldn’t stand her, was now hugging and kissing her!

Trembling slightly, she shook her head.

“I think Edgar is quite nice! My life is none of your business!”

With that, she turned and ran.

“Sherilyn!” Behind her, she could hear Gilbert’s unmistakably annoyed growl.

Sherilyn closed her eyes, not daring to look back. She was too frightened by everything he had done…

Why? What was his motive?

That night, Sherilyn couldn’t sleep.

Tossing and turning, with Gilbert’s face and his kiss haunting her thoughts, she lay awake.

Before dawn the next day, she quietly left the Johnson Mansion.

Originally, she had planned to inform Sylvia, but now, she couldn’t. Every moment she stayed at the Johnson family’s house, her fear grew.

It seemed she would have to apologize to Sylvia later.

Returning to Serenity Street and lying in her own bed, Sherilyn finally felt more at ease and drifted into a peaceful sleep.

That evening, she arrived at Neon Nights Bar.

Changing into her work clothes and getting ready to do her makeup, Sherilyn picked up her phone to call Sylvia.

“Sylvia.”

“Sherilyn, dear.”

On the other end, Sylvia sounded somewhat displeased, “Where have you been? I didn’t see you this morning.”

“Sylvia.” Sherilyn replied with a smile, explaining, “I left early this morning, and I’m calling you now, aren’t I? I just wanted to say, I’ve been staying at the Johnson family’s house for a few days now, but as of today/I won’t be coming over anymore.”