Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 390

"Yes," Sherilyn nodded with a smile, "Hot stuff! Jenna, you're awesome, cooling it down all by yourself."

"Mmm." Jenna, with her head down, joyfully devoured the cheesy baked sweet potato. "Yummy, mom's cooking is the best."

"Take it easy, honey."

Sherilyn stood up. "I will go make you some milk."

After preparing the milk and handing the bottle to Jenna, Sherilyn's phone rang.

It was Gilbert.

Sherilyn immediately frowned. What did he want? Hadn't she made herself clear?

She cut the call, refusing to answer.

But then, a message popped up.

[I'm downstairs. Your call, do you come down, or shall I come up?]

Sherilyn's heart skipped a beat. She hurried to the window, lifting the curtain to peek outside—there was Gilbert's Bentley, arrogantly parked there.

Not sure if he was also looking up at her, her phone rang again.

This time, it was another call.

Sherilyn, having no choice, answered.

Downstairs, Gilbert sat in his car, looking up towards the window.

"You're sharing a place, and with a kid, it's not convenient for me to go up. But, in my rush, convenience is the last thing on my mind, don't you think?"

After a pause, his tone became firmer, "Sherilyn, are you coming down?"

What other choice did she have?

Sherilyn, holding her breath, replied, "Wait for me."

"Good, I'll be waiting."

Five minutes later, Sherilyn came downstairs.

"Sherilyn."

As she emerged from the doorway, Gilbert got out of the car, walking around to the passenger side. "Get in."

Sherilyn frowned in resistance, but knowing this place wasn't safe, especially if Sophia decided to come down with Jenna, she reluctantly got into the car.