Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?
Chapter 338

"Just couldn't figure out how to bring up my dark and troubled past to her... Where do I even start?"

"Sherilyn..."

But Sherilyn averted her gaze, not pressing further. "The bath's ready. I'm going for a soak."

She left the shower room behind.

She wasn't looking to get too close; his past was neither of her interest nor necessity to inquire.

Left in a daze, Gilbert wondered. Didn't she want to ask?

Was she afraid?

Fair enough, even he gets startled seeing his own back in the mirror, let alone Sherilyn.

Guess he'd wait until she's ready to hear it, whenever she decides to ask.

He followed her out, and during the bath, he wrapped his arms around Sherilyn again...

A man starved of affection for years, once he gets a taste, it becomes insatiable.

After they were both refreshed and out of the bathroom, Gilbert, feeling a bit guilty, put his hand around Sherilyn's waist.

"Sorry, my bad. Does your back hurt? Let me rub it for you..."

"Tch!"

Sherilyn was clearly annoyed. If she didn't need him for some reason...

As his arm reached out, she couldn't stand it, grabbed it, and bit down hard.

"Yikes!" Caught off guard, Gilbert winced in pain but didn't struggle, letting her bite.

He even chuckled, "Go ahead, if it makes you feel better."

Sherilyn glared at him, cheeks still flushed, her eyes and brows filled with allure, she hissed a threat, "Dare touch me again and see what happens!" Then she let go of his arm and turned her back to him.

Gilbert was bemused; she had bitten him before. Why did she like biting so much? Was she a dog in a past life?

Looking at the deep bite mark on his arm, possibly even breaking the skin, he thought to himself what sharp teeth she had!

At that moment, he didn't realize.

A virus named Sherilyn had entered his bloodstream through that bite, spreading through his body...

The next day, both took the day off, sleeping into the late morning.

No choice, last night was a bit wild, only falling asleep as dawn approached.

When Sherilyn was brought downstairs by him, the cleaner had already come and gone, leaving lunch ready.

"Oh, right." During lunch, Gilbert remembered something.

"A guy from FOUR HOURS will drop by later with some clothes. Try them on for size, see if you like them. If not, we can have them exchanged."

Sherilyn looked up suddenly, choking a bit in surprise.

"Take it easy." Gilbert quickly handed her a glass of water. "How can you choke like that? Just like a kid..."

After gulping down two glasses of water, Sherilyn managed to speak, "Why are you having clothes delivered?"

"Is that strange?"

Now it was Gilbert's turn to be puzzled, "The stuff you wear is too plain. Now that you're staying here, I'll have outfits delivered regularly, so you won't have to worry." Wait... Sherilyn was startled, eyes wide. "Why would I be staying here?"

Huh? Gilbert was taken aback, frowning, "After everything, you're not planning to stay?"

"What 'everything'?"

Sherilyn couldn't help but laugh, "A fling is normal, but it doesn't mean we have to live together, does it?"

She shook her head, "I had no intention of moving in."

The air between them suddenly grew thick with silence, freezing over.