Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn was confused. "What helicopter? What cross-city?"

"Huh?" Rebecca was just as shocked, "You're asking like you don't know?"

Know what? The answer was almost too obvious.

Sherilyn pressed a hand against her forehead, trying to organize her thoughts, "Are you saying that last time, in Ironforge, the one who picked me up in a helicopter to take me to the hospital was Gilbert?"

"Yeah." Rebecca was confused by Sherilyn's question. "You didn't know? Really? You didn't see him when you woke up? He didn't mention such a big deal to you?"

No. Gilbert hadn't mentioned it, and Sherilyn hadn't asked. Gilbert thought she knew, and she believed it was Edgar!

After hanging up, Sherilyn suddenly closed her eyes. She remembered Edgar kept saying he hadn't done anything at the time. It turned out he wasn't just being modest. He was telling the truth. So, where was Gilbert then? She didn't see him when she woke up. Had he left early?

It was even more puzzling that he would go through all the trouble of flying a helicopter across the city for her. Initially, Sherilyn thought it was Edgar because Edgar liked her and cherished her. So, what about Gilbert? He wouldn't also...

No, impossible! Even the thought made Sherilyn want to laugh. That was impossible!

At that moment, Gilbert had finished his call and walked over to her, phone in hand.

Sherilyn looked up, her gaze landing on the man's finely sculpted face, and suddenly opened her arms. "Carry me."

Gilbert was shocked, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

Being that affectionate first thing in the morning was really something!

"What's so funny? You don't want to carry me?" Sherilyn frowned, lifting her foot slightly.

Looking annoyed and angry at him, Sherilyn said, "I'm not wearing shoes. If I go myself, you'll get mad again, right?"

She was sitting, and he was standing. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling like two polished pieces of amber. They were beautiful.

Gilbert had always known she wasAll text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

beautiful, but he didn't want to

possess, her back then. But he wanted her all to himself, even

resenting anyone else who took a second glance at her.

"No tantrum. I want to." Gilbert bent down to pick her up, "Sweet as honey, what I've been longing for."

Carrying her upstairs, he placed her on the bed. "Sleeping more?”

"No." Sherilyn shook her head. "I've slept too much. I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Okay." Gilbert rose, handing her a tablet, "Watch videos or play games. I need to handle some work. I'll keep you company once I finish the work."

Sherilyn couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. "Just go. I'm not a child. I don't need someone to keep me company."

“Sure." Gilbert pulled the covers over her, remembering something else. "By the way, why didn't you tell me you moved?"

When hearing that, Sherilyn's heart

skipped a beat, but her voice was

more casual, "Why should I tell you? The old place was too rundown. Km sharing the new place with

someone. This time, it was an accident. You better not run there rashly next time. It's inconvenient."

"Inconvenient?"

Gilbert recalled for a moment, then remembered. "The person you're sharing with, do they have a kid?"

Sherilyn's heart twisted, her palms sweating nervously. "How did you know?" she asked.

"You think I'm a fool?" Gilbert

chuckled pinching her cheek. "Saw it

yesterday. There were kids' things in

the house." Then he frowned, A couple, huh?" That would mean

there's a man.

“What are you thinking?" Sherilyn was determined to hide Jenna so she couldn't tell the truth. “It's a single mom with a child."

"Oh." Gilbert sighed in relief.

"So, it's inconvenient for you to go there." Sherilyn warned him, "Don't just run there next time."

Gilbert took the opportunity to hug her. "Then you promise me, from now on, don't hide from me, okay? Not knowing where you are, I was going crazy."