Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 164

She was about to leave when turning around, Sylvia emerged from the room.

Sylvia’s face lit up at the sight of her. “Sherilyn? Is that you?”

“Sylvia,” Sherilyn explained, “I… I brought Gilbert home. He had a bit too much to drink.”

At that, a spark of understanding flashed in Sylvia’s eyes.

Really? It seemed everything her grandson had told her was true. He had Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

made his move on Sherilyn. Oh, what was she to say?

Drawing closer, Sylvia took hold of her. “It’s quite late, dear. Why don’t you stay the night? Have breakfast with me in the morning, would you?”

“Sylvia…”

Sylvia pretended to be mad. “Are you not going to listen to me now?”

“No, it’s not that.” Sherilyn thought it over and decided to stay the night.

After all, Gilbert hadn’t spilled the beans about the Neon Nights Bar yet.

“Fine then.” Sylvia smiled.

The next day, Sherilyn was up at dawn. Being of advanced years, Sylvia slept little and rose early..

“Morning, Sherilyn.” Sylvia was tending to her flowers on the patio and waved Sherilyn over. “Breakfast isn’t ready yet. Come, keep me company for a while.”

“Of course, Sylvia.” Sherilyn approached and sat on a small chair.

“Sherilyn, my dear.” Sylvia/set aside her gardening shears and sat close, eyeing her carefully.

“You’ve grown into such a lovely young lady. Not just the young men find you appealing. I do, too.”

“Sylvia?” At that, Sherilyn’s eyes widened in surprise. “What are you talking about?”

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What was that about young men finding her appealing?

“Oh, don’t be shy.” flylvia’s eyes twinkled, and she cut straight to the chase. “Isn’t Edgar a young man?”

“Sylvia…” Sherilyn couldn’t help but laugh somewhat helplessly. Sylvia still remembered that?

“Let’s not talk about Edgar for now.”

Sylvia’s expression turned more serious. “Today, I actually want to talk about someone else.”

“Someone else?” Sherilyn was confused.

Who could this other person be?

“Oh.” Sylvia sighed as if bracing herself. For her grandson’s sake, she was putting herself out there. “Besides Edgar, I’ve got someone else in mind for you. I think he’s a better match for you. You two are more suited for each

other.”

Another set–up?

But Sherilyn couldn’t figure out who Sylvia was talking about. Who could be a better match than Edgar? This other person was out of her league if she wasn’t good enough for Edgar

“Sylvia, I really…”

“Let me finish.” Sylvia knew Sherilyn was about to refuse and patted her hand gently. “This person is… Gil.”

Sherilyn was stunned, unable to believe her ears, her mouth agape but no words coming out.

It never crossed her mind that Sylvia would be advocating for Gilbert!

“Oh…” Sylvia sighed repeatedly, troubled. “I know it’s quite bold of me to say these things. It was he who let you go, and now, he’s wanting you back…”

Sylvia was genuinely annoyed. She couldn’t help but raise her hand to massage her temples. That boy, always causing her trouble!

“But, Sherilyn, he came to me, asking for another chance with you to make

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things right. How could I refuse? Right?” Sylvia watched Sherilyn’s reaction, continuing.

“From what I understand, he’s serious this time. Besides, Sherilyn, you’ve loved Gil for many years, right? Getting back together would be a dream come true for you, wouldn’t it?”