Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

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Chapter 334 As soon as she spoke, there was a hint of grievance in her voice. "Where have you been?" "In the kitchen." Sherilyn gestured towards the kitchen. "Your kitchen is kinda bare, you know? I whipped up soatmeal and made ssandwiches. You had quite a bit to drink last night, so I didn't bother with coffee." She bent down, picked up the throw blanket from the floor, and started folding it in her hands.

While doing so, she asked, "How are you feeling? Still got a headache?" "It's okay." Gilbert shook his head slightly. "Just a bit woozy, that's all." "That's normal when you just wake up." Holding the blanket, she said, "I'll go put this away. You should get up, freshen up, and eat something. It'll make you feel better." "Oh, alright." When Gilbert got up and walked into the dining area, Sherilyn was at the island counter, ladling oatmeal into bowls, steam rising around her like a soft halo.

Feeling a sudden impulse, he quietly approached and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, drawing her close.

Sherilyn stiffened for a moment, taken aback.

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But she quickly relaxed. "Go sit down. Breakfast will be ready in a sec." "Sherilyn." Gilbert didn't move. He lowered his head, his cheek against her neck, his voice a bit muffled. "I've known Caroline since we were kids." Oh? Sherilyn was slightly taken aback. Was he explaining? "Caroline and I, it's not what you think. The rumors aren't true." The hands around her waist tightened unconsciously. Gilbert's voice was strained as he said, "I admit I've been good to her, but there's nothing shady going on. You believe me, right?" Is... is that his explanation? Lucky for him, he couldn't see the look of disdain on her face! "Yeah." Sherilyn responded nonchalantly, not really wanting to delve deeper, merely nodding. “I believe you. Though inwardly she thought: I wish it was shady...

"Sherilyn." Gilbert tightened his grip, spinning her around to face him. With one hand on her waist and the other cradling the back of her head, he was overcwith emotion and leaned in for a kiss.

The kiss was sudden and unexpected.

Sherilyn was startled, the spoon in her hand clattering into the pot. Instinctively, her hands. went up to his chest...

But But she didn't push him away.

Instead, after a brief pause, her hands moved up, wrapping around his neck.

Gilbert was momentarily surprised, his eyebrows lifting slightly. He pulled her closer and deepened the kiss.

He could feel that Sherilyn, while still resistant, wasn't as forceful in her refusal as before.

She was accepting him.

"Sherilyn, Sherilyn..." Gradually, Gilbert began to lose control.

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"Okay, that's enough!" Sherilyn sensed a dangerous shift and quickly pushed him away. Her face was flushed, her lips slightly swollen.

Half-annoyed, half-playful, she said, "Are you going to eat or not? I got up early to make this." "Of course!"

Gilbert grinned, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "I'll eat everything you made!" Sherilyn thought to herself: What a lovesick fool! Didn't he used to dislike the smell of cooking?

Back then, he scorned the pasta | made. Now, for Caroline he seems willing to endure anything. After breakfast, they headed out together.

Gilbert drove Sherilyn to her dance rehearsal.

"Oh, by the way." Just before getting out of the "Could I ask you for a favor. Sherilyn suddenly turned to him, remembering s

"Ask away." Gilbert was all willingness. "You don't even have to ask Just say it, and I'll do it." "It's just that..." 2/2

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