Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 233

"Sour pickled fish!" The waiter announced the dish as they arrived.

Sherilyn picked up her fork, barely able to contain her excitement.

"Wait!"

Just as she was about to dig in, Edgar stopped her. He chuckled, lifting his phone. "Let me snap a pic."

After a few clicks of the camera, he said, "Alright, dig in."

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Platinum Pearl Club.

Yates scoffed as he unlocked his phone, "Tsk..."

"What's so funny?"

The question came from Gilbert.

"Forget it." Yates' smirk faded, "You're better off not knowing, it'll just rub salt in the wound."

What the heck?

Mr. Johnson rolled his eyes at his friend, stood up, and headed to the restroom.

Pulling out his phone, he opened WhatsApp and immediately saw Edgar's latest post.

"Dinner."

Just a simple caption with a photo.

The photo captured just the dishes, no faces in sight. However, you could make out two shadows. The taller one was undoubtedly Edgar, and the petite one beside him? No need to guess.

And there, among the flurry of likes, was 'Sherilyn's' name glaring back at him!

Gilbert averted his gaze, switched off his phone, and shoved it back into his pocket.

Why was he doing this to himself?

He wondered why the sight bothered him so much.

Maybe it'd pass after a while?

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