Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



"Sherilyn!"

The moment she stepped outside, she saw Gilbert standing at the doorstep, slightly out of breath. Clearly, he had hurried over.

"Sherilyn."

Walking closer, Gilbert took her hand gently, looking at her with a careful gaze.

"Are you... angry with me?"

Sherilyn didn't respond; instead, she pulled her hand away. "Let's not talk here. Let's go."

"Alright."

Gilbert had no objections. This wasn't the place for such conversations.

Once they left the studio and got into the car, Sherilyn closed her eyes and leaned back, signaling she wasn't in the mood for chatting.

A pang of worry shot through Gilbert. She was definitely upset.

"Sherilyn."

Gilbert leaned closer, brushing her hair aside and tucking it behind her ear, revealing the small, delicate pearl earrings she wore - simple yet elegant. He tried to appease her as he saw her furrowed brows, "Can't you just let it go? I couldn't just ignore her earlier..."Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Suddenly, Sherilyn opened her eyes, staring intensely into his.

"Gilbert, have you ever thought about us... breaking up?"

Gilbert was taken aback, his expression quickly darkening. His voice was cold when he spoke.

"Is it that your memory is failing, or are you choosing to forget? When we got back together, you promised not to bring up breaking up so casually!"

"I remember," Sherilyn said, nodding with a bitter smile. "I'm not bringing up breaking up. I'm just asking... when do you plan for us to part ways?" Seeing her like this, Gilbert felt a mix of heartache and anger, "I've never thought about parting ways!"

He had even considered marriage. Breaking up was out of the question.

"Sherilyn."

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Suddenly feeling a rush of panic, Gilbert wrapped his arms around her tightly,You already know, don't you?

My brother told you abou?

Caroline. It's all out of gratitude!"

"Only gratitude?"

Sherilyn raised her hand, her fingertip pressing against his chest, finally resting over his heart.

"Maybe, both you and your brother are mistaken. Your feelings for her aren't just out of gratitude..." "Sherilyn!"

"It's not impossible..." Ignoring his

protests, Sherilyn's lips curved into a

mocking smile. "Wasn't that how

your brother started to fall for Caroline?"

Gilbert let out an exasperated laugh, "Sounds logical, but it's complete nonsense! My brother is my brother, and I am me!"

He held her hand, intertwining their fingers.

"Jealous, aren't you? But, I kind of like seeing you jealous."

Jealousy meant she cared.

Sherilyn smiled too, gazing intently at his face, "Is teasing me like this fun for you? I'm not a little girl anymore. Should I take it seriously?"

"What?" Gilbert paused, confused and unable to grasp her meaning immediately.

Sherilyn maintained her smile, "I mean, you always talk about love as if it's some kind of game. Am I supposed to believe it?"

Suddenly, Gilbert's expression darkened, "You've never taken my words seriously?"

"Yeah." Sherilyn nodded, "It was all a lie, wasn't it?"

Her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by him, causing her pain.

Sherilyn looked up at him in shock.

Gilbert tried to restrain his anger, his voice a mix of frustration and amusement, "A lie? So, all the good things I've done for you were also lies?"

"You being good to me?"

Sherilyn scoffed, tired of the roundabout conversation, "I ran into Mr. Galloway today!"

Shock, confusion, and panic flickered across his eyes, impossible to hide.

"So, this is your so-called goodness? This is your so-called love?"