Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

What? Just as Gilbert was about to turn off the light, he whipped around at those words.

Staring at the slender figure on the bed, his worldview was shaken. "What do you mean 'if I don't come back"?"

Wasn't it clear enough?

Sherilyn opened her eyes again, turning over. "Isn't Caroline staying over? Don't you need to keep her company? Comfort her? Sweet-talk her?"

Where did she go wrong in saying that?

"Sherilyn!" Gilbert's voice was dark and stormy, his brow furrowed in frustration.

Ever since Caroline arrived, Sherilyn had been throwing snide comments, and he had been patient. But in this moment, he couldn't hold back any longer!

"I've told you over and over, there's nothing between Caroline and me. What do I have to say for you to believe me?"Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"I won't believe it, I'm not your brother. You don't have to hide anything in front of me."

Without a moment of hesitation, Sherilyn shook her head, smiling.

She analyzed for him, "You were so worried about her just now. To you, your brother's word is law, but tonight... for her, you argued with your brother. Here's a heads-up, if you don't want your brother to suspect, keep it in check."

"That's because..." Gilbert faltered. How could he explain?

"Because of what?" Sherilyn glanced at him, her lips curving. "Let me tell you why it's because you care about her, you can't stand to see her mistreated, and you lost control for a moment. Oh, and..."

Suddenly, she remembered their earlier conversation.

Narrowing her eyes, she added, "Is it true that your brother is playing the field? Do you think now's your chance?" "Sherilyn..."

"Exactly." Sherilyn clapped her hands together, laughing. "Indeed, it's your chance!"

She urged him, "Go on, then! Don't waste your time here..."

"Sherilyn!"

Gilbert, unable to listen anymore, cut her off harshly, his voice tight with irritation.

"In your eyes, am I really such a despicable person?"

"Yes." Unable to bear it, she decided not to hold back.

Sherilyn was genuinely disgusted tonight.

They were supposed to be using each other, but did they have to flirt right in front of her?

At least have the decency to do it behind her back.

She pointed at the clothes in his hand, "What's with the act? Coming here to seek my opinion? None of the clothes in the wardrobe are my style. Are these the only ones

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without tags? There's plenty more,

alfin Caroline's style."

Gilbert was stunned. "You don't like any of them? Why didn't you say so?"

Was that the point?

"There's nothing to say." Sherilyn shook her head. "I know the role I play. I'm just a tool to hide your true love. I really don't mind... but please try to avoid situations like tonight in the future. I mean - don't do it in front of me."

It wasn't jealousy, but, "In my values, messing around with your brother's wife is truly disgusting." "Sherilyn!"

Hearing her words, Gilbert's face grew darker by the second. What was she rambling about?

Tired of speaking, Sherilyn waved her hand.

"You can go now, go be with your beloved. Don't worry, I won't tell about you two. I'll tell him you were

ìme tonight..." Con

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"Enough!" Gilbert, enraged, his temples throbbing, could only respond with a cold laugh, "Ha, haha..."