Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 

“What?” 

Sherilyn was so shocked that she choked on her toast, unable to swallow or 

cough it up. 

“Cough, cough, cough!” 

“Sherilyn?” Gilbert was startled and immediately got up, moving to her side. “What’s wrong? Let me see!” 

He cupped her face with his hands, about to pry her mouth open. 

“Cough, cough, cough…” Sherilyn refused to open her mouth, shaking her head vigorously. Her mouth was full of toast crumbs. How could she let him see? More importantly, why should she let him see? 

“Don’t be stubborn!” Gilbert was so anxious that his brows furrowed, wishing he could forcefully open her mouth. 

“Mr. Gilbert.” Unable to watch any longer, Cara came over with a glass of water. “Ms. Sherilyn seems to have choked. Let her drink some water.” 

Unable to speak, Sherilyn nodded vigorously. 

“Give it here!” Gilbert took the water, but when Sherilyn reached for it, he wouldn’t let go. 

He brought the glass to her lips. “Drink up!” 

Having no choice and not wanting to choke to death, Sherilyn let him help her drink. 

She could finally breathe easily again after gulping down a few big sips of water. Sherilyn looked up, pushing the water glass away. 

“Don’t want more?” Gilbert was still worried. “Are you okay now? No more choking?” 

“Mm.” Sherilyn nodded, “I’m fine now.” 

“That’s good.” Gilbert sighed in relief, putting down the water glass and scrunching her nose playfully. “Choking on a piece of toast, could you be any clumsier?” 

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Sherilyn frowned and looked away. She didn’t like him touching her, not one bit. 

While seeing her pulling away, Gilbert’s expression stiffened slightly, but he didn’t get angry. 

Angry? That was nothing compared to how furious he was on the balcony when he heard her say she didn’t love him anymore. 

Gilbert sat back down, returning to his chair. He looked down, continuing to slice the toast. 

Seeing that, Sherilyn panicked. “I don’t want it anymore. Don’t make it for me!” 

Gilbert was silent, then lifted his gaze, staring deep into her eyes. 

“Sherilyn.” His tone was casual, yet it carried an undeniable force. “I’ve always given without others refusing or saying no to me. Do you understand?” 

In other words, she had no choice but to accept whether she wanted to. 

A chill spread through Sherilyn’s heart. Yes, he was that kind of man. 

Struggling, she asked, “Then what exactly do you want me to do?” 

It was good that she was getting to the heart of the matter. 

Gilbert sat up straighter, leaning toward Sherilyn. “I’ve made myself clear. Come back to me and cancel the divorce.” 

“That’s not…” Sherilyn shook her head, looking into his eyes, trying to see through his thoughts. “What I mean is, why do you want to do this?” 

What? Gilbert was stunned, stumped by her question.