Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?
Chapter 307

Gilbert let out a long sigh, walked over to her, and gently cleaned her tears with his fingers. He glanced at her rounded shoulders and swallowed hard. "I'll go get you some clothes."

He rose and headed to the walk-in closet.

Before long, he called out from inside, "Which side are your clothes on?"

Receiving no answer, Gilbert grabbed a piece he remembered seeing her wear and stepped out.

Bang! Sherilyn had tumbled forward onto the floor!

"Sherilyn!"

Gilbert's heart skipped a beat as he rushed over and scooped her up. His brow furrowed, "What happened? How did you fall?"

Could it be he didn't want to believe it-"Did you jump on purpose?!"

Sherilyn avoided his gaze, remaining silent.

But what else was there to understand? It was her doing!

Anger surged from the bottom of Gilbert's feet. He gripped her shoulders as if he wanted to crush her. "Why jump? To chase after Edgar?"

Sherilyn's eyes were swollen with tears, her tightly pressed lips trembling slightly.

Gilbert was beside himself with anger. "Why chase him? Don't forget, he and his mom are thick as thieves!"

Gilbert was truly infuriated by her lack of backbone. "Mrs. Ferguson has it out for you, and you think there's a chance for you two? Don't tell me you're naive enough to think love is just between two people?" Adela hated her so much that if she could hurt her once, she could definitely do it again!

"What about you?" Sherilyn lifted her tear-streaked face, asking, "What's it to you? Why harm me?"

"I..." Gilbert was taken aback.

"Speak up!" Suddenly, Sherilyn shouted at him, "I'm asking you a question!"

"I've told you! I want you!" Gilbert blurted out impulsively, his heart racing. "Sherilyn, I want you!"

She had rejected him. He had given up too. But, he realized, he couldn't let go!

Silence fell as their words hung in the air. Their gazes met, and Sherilyn felt like she was in on some joke.

"Really?" Her tears still fresh, she scoffed, "Ha, ha..."

"What...what are you laughing at?" Gilbert was unnerved.

"Isn't it funny?"

Sherilyn blinked away the moisture in her eyes, "Then let me ask you, what do you want me for? Why do you want me?" "I..."

Gilbert was stumped again. This question, he hadn't considered.

"Why, can't answer?" Sherilyn's gaze turned icy.

"It's not that..." Gilbert frowned, shaking his head, "Wanting is just wanting, isn't it? There's no reason."

"Is that so...'

"

Sherilyn stared straight at him, "Let me rephrase, Gilbert, do you love me?"

Suddenly, Gilbert stiffened, feeling a chill. What kind of sappy question was that?

"Why the silence?"

Sherilyn pressed him.

"I..."

"Clearly not." Sherilyn answered for him. She looked at him, those clear eyes as if trying to see through him.

"To you, Caroline Bennett's words are gospel. For her sake, you really would go to any lengths!"

What? Gilbert was stunned. What did Sherilyn mean by that? Did she think he was doing all this just because of Caroline's 'request'?

"It's not!" Gilbert opened his mouth, wanting to deny it, wanting to explain.