Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

CHAPTER 177

“Ugh…” Sherilyn clapped a hand over her mouth, disbelief written all over her

face.

“What’s up?” Daphne chuckled lightly, “Can’t even muster a ‘thank you‘ to the teacher?”

“Ah?” Sherilyn snapped out of her daze, her cheeks flushing red, “Thank you, Ms. Hansen!”

“Mm.” Daphne continued to eye her, then smiled, “You’ve got a great figure, but…”

She pointed toward Sherilyn’s waist, “Your waist could be a tad firmer. And maybe lose an inch. Watch what you eat. Don’t indulge too much.”

“Yes!” Sherilyn’s eyes brimmed with tears as she nodded, smiling, “Got it, Ms.

Hansen.

Then, Daphne turned to Gilbert. When her best friend first asked for the favor, Daphne she was resistant and even felt a bit negative towards Gilbert.

But after meeting Sherilyn, her feelings towards them softened. “Mr. Johnson, I’ve agreed to take her under my wing. Is there anything else you’d like to

discuss?”

“Where would I even begin?” Gilbert wore a rare, warm smile, “I’m entrusting Sherilyn to you, Ms. Hansen. I’m grateful for all you’re doing. If she causes any trouble, please be patient with her.”

Oh? Daphne raised an eyebrow, sensing a special connection between them. After all, it was not every day one got someone of Mr. Gilbert’s stature asking for a favor. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

She wondered why Sherilyn, with such a connection, had previously faced tough times at Crestwood.

Daphne didn’t pry further and nodded. “Sure.”

After leaving the dance studio, Sherilyn was silent the entire way.

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Gilbert glanced down at her. Sherilyn looked like a hedgehog that had retracted its spines.

No longer defensive, just remarkably tame.

“Why so quiet?” Gilbert couldn’t help but tease, “Not giving me the cold shoulder now? You were all mad on the way here.”

Sherilyn kept her head down, silent.

“What’s wrong?” Gilbert sensed something was off and reached out to her.

“Don’t touch me…” Sherilyn turned her face away, dodging his hand.

Gilbert didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it, for Sherilyn’s voice sounded like she was crying.

Gilbert asked carefully, “You’re… crying?”

Sherilyn didn’t respond but turned her back to him. From his angle, he could see her slender shoulders trembling slightly.

“Are you crying?” Gilbert took a few steps closer, resting a hand on her shoulder, forcing her to face him. “Let me see…”

“See what?” Sherilyn suddenly looked up, her eyes swollen and teary, glaring

at him.

“What are you looking at? Haven’t you ever seen someone cry before?”

Defiantly, she raised her face toward him, “You like it that much? Then have a good look!”

Gilbert was stunned by her outburst and withdrew his hand. “No, I’m not looking.”

Muttering an explanation, “I didn’t mean any harm. I was just concerned about you…”

“Concerned?” Sherilyn’s eyes were red, her expression a mix of about to cry and trying to laugh. “You’re something, you know? Why did you arrange this for me?”

“This…” Gilbert was surprised, wondering, “Did I make a mistake? You don’t want to dance with Ms. Hansen?”

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Sherilyn just stared at him wordlessly, tears not ceasing.

When seeing her like this, Gilbert’s resolve wavered. “You don’t like it?”

It seemed she didn’t.

“I didn’t know it would upset you this much…” Gilbert said instantly, “Then I’ll talk to Ms. Hansen right now. We don’t have to stay here…”

He turned to leave.

“Gilbert!” But Sherilyn stopped him.

“Hmm?” Gilbert turned back, confused. “What’s the matter? What should I do?”