Whispers Turn

Chapter 187 

Was that scent coming from her? It was intoxicating. 

“Sherilyn,” Gilbert tried to contain the burgeoning urge. “What kind of perfume are you wearing?” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“What?” Sherilyn paused, baffled, “Perfume?” 

A barely perceptible smile tugged at her lips. How could she afford something like that? 

“I’m not wearing any. It must be the scent of my shampoo.” Once the antiseptic dried, she gently put a Band–Aid on his wound. “There, all done.” 

She let go, tidied up, and went to throw away the trash. 

“Oh.” Gilbert nodded, feeling an inexplicable sense of disappointment. 

Leaving the pharmacy, it was late. 

David drove, dropping Sherilyn back at Twilight Trail. Gilbert walked her to her 

apartment. 

“Try to get some sleep,” Gilbert said, stopping at the door without entering. 

“Yeah.” Sherilyn gestured to a box on the ground. “Thanks for this.” 

Even though she could have gotten it by standing in line all night, the deal he got her was a stroke of luck. 

Gilbert asked calmly, “Aren’t you going to invite me in for a bit? I had some drinks earlier, and I’m thirsty.” 

Sherilyn froze, feeling awkward about refusing after just accepting his favor.. But to her surprise, Gilbert didn’t just barge in. 

“Well,” Sherilyn stepped aside, “Come in for a coffee.” 

Sherilyn didn’t have hot water. If she wanted to make coffee, she had to boil 

the water. 

Sherilyn went to fill the kettle, but suddenly, the faucet broke off, sending water splashing all over her. 

“Ah!” Sherilyn screamed in shock. 

“What happened?” Gilbert turned, alarmed, and upon seeing her drenched figure, rushed over to help. 

As he approached, he also got soaked from head to toe! 

“Ha!” Gilbert raised his hand to wipe the water off his face, then looked at Sherilyn, more drenched than he was, and quickly pulled her to safety behind 

him. 

“What are you doing standing there? Move!” He dragged her behind him, and the water was showering all over him. 

Hiding behind him, Sherilyn looked on apologetically. “I’m… I’m so sorry.” 

“So, why do you live in such a rundown place?” His face darkening, Gilbert opened his mouth only for water to spray directly into it, twisting his features 

in frustration. 

“Maybe… don’t talk right now,” Sherilyn whispered. 

Gilbert shot her a look and dragged her outside. 

Sherilyn pulled away from him. “I need to go down and sort this out.” 

Not only was the water wasted, but if they let it spray, the apartment would flood, and the water could seep down to the neighbors below. 

But Gilbert frowned, puzzled by her plan. How was she going to handle it? 

Sherilyn explained, “The main water valve is downstairs. I need to get a new faucet.” 

With that, she turned to leave. 

“Stop!” Gilbert grabbed her arm, a complex look in his eyes. “And what are you going to do? Am I just useless here?” 

Didn’t she see him standing right there? As a man, he could never let her handle such a situation. 

“Stay here. I’ll go.” After saying that, Gilbert firmly seated her on a chair and headed for the door. 

“Hey!” Sherilyn protested, “I can handle it myself!” 

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“Stay put!” Gilbert didn’t look back as he left. 

Sherilyn sat back down, looking dazed but worried. Could Gilbert handle it? 

Did he even know where the main valve was?