Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 414

Sherilyn was utterly baffled, unable to comprehend what he was saying.

His voice was a low grumble, "What do you want? Spit it out and get lost!"

"Sherilyn." Farley glanced around, then said, "This isn't the place for a chat. Let's find somewhere more appropriate, okay?"

Sherilyn hesitated for a moment.

This was her workplace, after all. The last thing she wanted was to air her dirty laundry in front of her colleagues.

"Fine." she agreed.

"Great," Farley beamed. "Let's go then."

He led her to a nearby diner.

"What'll you have?"

"Nothing for me," Sherilyn refused, focusing intently on Farley with little patience, "We're not here to drink. Out with it."

"Right." Farley took a nervous sip of his lemonade. "So, it's like this..."

He pushed his glasses up his nose and asked, "Do you remember our old house on Skyshine Street?"

Sherilyn paused, furrowing her brows slightly. The house on Skyshine Street? Of course, she remembered. It was the first place she lived after she was born, though the memories were quite vague now.

"Why are you asking about that?"

"Well, it's like this..." Farley took another sip, his eyes beginning to well up.

"Your brother..."

"Please don't start making things up!"

At the mention of a brother, Sherilyn's brows shot up in annoyance, "My mother only had me. I don't have a brother!"