Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 325

Huh?

Gilbert paused for a moment, squinting slightly as he leaned closer to her, taking her hand in his.

Instead of a direct answer, he asked, "Isn't it pretty normal for us to share a room at this point? You, you don't like that idea?"

Sherilyn was silent for a while before shaking her head. "No, it's not that."

"So..." Gilbert's lips were almost touching her face as he whispered, "I want to kiss you right now, is that okay?"

Sherilyn's breath hitched, and she awkwardly attempted a smile. "Yeah. That's okay."

Then, she closed her eyes and tilted her face up slightly.

If it's going to happen anyway, might as well get it over with fast.

"Sherilyn..." Gilbert murmured, lifting his hand to cradle her chin, his fingertips grazing her lips.

This unfamiliar touch sparked a strong discomfort in Sherilyn, but she didn't move, her grip tightening instead.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed as he finally gave in to his desires and pressed his lips to hers.

The pressure intensified, overwhelming.

In an instant, Sherilyn's body stiffened, and she trembled uncontrollably. She opened her eyes wide, staring straight at the man before her.

Instinctively, she raised her hands to his shoulders, wanting to push him away.

But then she realized... no, she couldn't do that!

"Sherilyn?" Gilbert noticed her stiffness. She was almost petrified in his arms.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly, caressing her cheek.

Sherilyn's face grew paler, and she suddenly stood up, rushing into the bathroom.

"Sherilyn!" Gilbert was a step too late and found himself locked out.

Inside, Sherilyn faced the mirror, shaking, her teeth chattering.

She couldn't do this! Turning on the faucet, she splashed her face with cold water. "Sherilyn?"

Hearing the water, Gilbert knocked

on the bathroom door and askedhet

"What's wrong? Are you not

well? Talk to me, or I'm coming in."

Before he could finish his sentence, the bathroom door opened.

Sherilyn stood there, her face damp, forcing a smile uglier than tears, "I'm fine."

"Sherilyn..."

Gilbert stared into her eyes, noticing her discomfort. Did she realize how insincere she sounded?

"Why are you acting like this?" he asked, voicing his long-held confusion.

Sherilyn's aversion to his touch was something he'd noticed early on. Not just kisses, but even physical

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"I... I don't know, I'm just... scared. It feels like something really terrifying."

Scared? Scared of being close to him?

"I'm sorry," Sherilyn managed a weak smile. "I didn't mean to..."

"No, it's not your fault."

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Sherilyn leaned into his embrace, a forced smile on her lips, but a cold flash in her eyes.

Looking up at him, she said, "I'm kind of hungry."

"Really?" Gilbert raised an eyebrow, "Alright, I'll get you something to eat." As he said this, he playfully pinched her nose.

"Who was it that said no to late-night snacking? I'll get you something low-calorie."

"Okay, thanks." Gilbert turned and left.

On his way back with some food, he bumped into Yates.

Yates glanced disdainfully at the plate in his hand, "Didn't see that coming. You're quite the caring one, huh?"