Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?
Chapter 335

"Um, about that..." Sherilyn gestured towards the pack of cigarettes on the dashboard. "Could you maybe quit smoking?"

"Quit smoking?" Gilbert paused, visibly surprised. Raising an eyebrow, he retorted teasingly, "Oh, laying down the law now, are we?"

How could Sherilyn explain that it wasn't about being bossy, but about wanting a healthy future for their potential baby? After a moment's thought, she said, "I just really dislike the smell of smoke. If you won't quit, then you can forget about kissing me."

She turned to leave the car.

"Hey!" Gilbert quickly reached out to stop her. "What's wrong? You mad? I didn't say no, did I? So, if I do quit, what's in it for me?"

"A reward?" Sherilyn blinked. "What kind of reward are you looking for?"

"Well, since it's coming from you, you should decide." Gilbert put on an air of playful arrogance. "If I have to tell you, where's the fun in that?"

Really now? Sherilyn stared at him for a solid two seconds before suddenly leaning in close. She grabbed his tie, pulling him towards her.

"Sherilyn?" Gilbert straightened up, but before he could ask anything, he felt a warm, tingling sensation on his Adam's apple... Sherilyn had planted a kiss there!

That move was deadly! She had to be doing it on purpose, knowing just how sensitive a man's Adam's apple can be.

The kiss was brief, and Sherilyn quickly let go. She avoided his gaze, clearly shy. "That's your reward!"

"I'm out." She turned and pushed the car door open, stepping out.

Gilbert sat there, dazed, squinting his eyes as he watched her walk away. "Heh, heh."

A smirk formed on his lips, gradually turning into a soft chuckle. She wasn't like this before... where did she learn to be so enticing? Giving, but not all the way. Tempting, but untouchable! Throwing out a little hook with a barb, latched onto his heart, a pull that was both painful and ticklish, leaving him longing for more...

Gilbert couldn't help but grit his teeth and murmur, "Just you wait, I'll get you back!"

As her figure vanished from sight, Gilbert turned his gaze back inside the car, fiddling with the pack of cigarettes in his hand. He rolled down the window and tossed the pack into a nearby trash bin.

Arriving at the office, Gilbert summoned Charles. "I need you to get in touch with a renovation company."

"Sure thing." Charles nodded, asking, "Mr. Gilbert, what do you need renovated?"

As far as he knew, Mr. Gilbert hadn't acquired any new properties recently. "Is there a particular place you have in mind?"

"Yeah." Gilbert nodded. "You have the key code for Golden Oak Manor. Take the crew over to Golden Oak Manor when you can." "Understood, Mr. Gilbert."

A few days later.

Tomorrow was Sherilyn's day off, also marking the first day off together since they had made their relationship official. This meant they had plenty of time for a date. With most of Gilbert's events happening at night, he had been looking forward to this day for a while.

"Sherilyn!" Having waited outside the dance studio for quite some time, Gilbert called out as soon as he saw her.

"Over here!" Sherilyn quickened her pace, running towards him. Gilbert raised his hand, effortlessly pulling her into his embrace.

Then, without hesitation, he leaned in for a kiss. A spark ignited, quickly turning into a wildfire.

"Mmm..." Sherilyn's eyes widened, and she tried to push him away - they were still in front of the dance studio, with so many colleagues around!

"Let go!"

"What's there to worry about?" Gilbert released her, licking his lips with a sense of longing. "We're not doing anything secretive."

Sherilyn didn't bother arguing. "Let's just get in the car."

"Alright." Once in the car, Gilbert leaned over to fasten her seatbelt for her.

Sherilyn knew there was no avoiding what was coming tonight, not that she wanted to. Everything at home was already prepared.