Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 797

"Just got off the flight?"

Yates glanced at his cousin, pouring him a glass of water. "Take a break, catch your breath."

"Yeah."

Edgar took the glass, quenching his thirst and feeling much better.

Yates teased him, "Not tired? What brings you here? You've been away in Rainshore City for so long. Aren't you rushing back home to check in?"

"No rush."

Edgar frowned, shaking his head. "Once I get back, my mom will start nagging."

Nagging about what? Naturally, about him going on blind dates.

Yates laughed out loud. "Relax, you've been in Rainshore City for two months. Your mom was worried you wouldn't come back at all. I guess, at least for now, she won't push you into blind dates."

Edgar raised an eyebrow. "That would be great."

Putting down his glass, he stood up. "I'm going to the restroom."

Gilbert raised his hand, snuffing out his cigarette in the ashtray. "I'm stepping out for some fresh air."

...

When Edgar came out of the restroom, he ran into Gilbert at the end of the hallway.

"Gilbert?"

"Yeah."

Gilbert, hands in his pockets, turned to look at him with a hesitant expression.

"Bro." Edgar had a feeling. "You got something to tell me?"

"Yes."

Gilbert nodded, his gaze fixed on Edgar. His lips parted slightly, his expression serious, "I want to ask you, do you still like Sherilyn?"

Edgar was stunned, not understanding why he would ask that. Their eyes met, and he could feel the intense pressure coming from Gilbert.

But he wasn't afraid to answer. Silently clenching his fists, he nodded solemnly. "Yes, I still do."