NovelEnglishChapter 371 Rebecca was sobbing uncontrollably, and Sherilyn found it hard to say anything more.
As she walked out of the apartment building, she couldn't shake off her gloominess.
Gilbert Johnson was driving, mindful of her mood, trying to offer scomfort. "Still worried about your friend?" Sherilyn didn't respond, just nodded.
"Look, don't take this the wrong way." Gilbert tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, “She's just a friend. It's good to care and to help, but at the end of the day, it's her life, not yours. You can't live it for her. Try not to worry too much, okay?" "Yeah." Sherilyn nodded, still downcast, her gaze fixed on the car window.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe couldn't quite understand.
She had just told Rebecca that Eddy was married, but Rebecca's reaction was eerily calm, not surprised in the slightest. It seemed she knew.
Then why? Why was she still entangled with Eddy? They hadn't known each other for very long, but Sherilyn couldn't believe Rebecca was the type to get involved with a married man...
What was she missing? She couldn't figure it out.
The ride was silent until they reached Golden Oak Manor.
As the car rolled through the community gates, the guard greeted them with a smile, "Mr. Johnson, Mrs. Johnson, back already?" "Yeah." Gilbert smiled back, clearly pleased.
But Sherilyn was taken aback, suddenly turning to him. Right, he had referred to her as his wife when talking to Eddy and Rebecca too? She was not fond of that title.
"Why did he callMrs. Johnson?" "Oh, that." Gilbert seemed unconcerned. "I told him to." What?Sherilyn found it ludicrous. "Have you lost your memory? Did you forget we're divorced?" Gilbert paused, the car just parked in the garage, He turned to face her, his deep eyes dark and unreadable. He hadn't expected her to react so strongly.
He admitted his mistake, "Sorry, it's a habit. You've been my wife since four years ago. It hasn't been long since our divorce; I haven't adjusted yet." Really? 00:21 Sherilyn wasn't sure whether to believe him. She said, “A wife and a girlfriend are not the same, please remember that." Gilbert stiffened, then conceded. “Alright, no problem." But as he agreed, an itch he couldn't scratch nagged at him. Looking up, he half-jokingly broached another subject.
"Hey Sherilyn, haven't you ever thought that, like, if we sorted things out between us, if our emotions calmed down... we could maybe give it another shot?" "Impossible!" Before he could finish, Sherilyn cut him off with a firm response.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGilbert didn't expect her to answer so quickly, so decisively, feeling a sting in his heart.
"Why not?" He couldn't hide his frustration.
"It's simple." Sherilyn grabbed her bag, "We've already tried marriage, and it failed, didn't it? Why go down the sroad and make the smistakes? There's no point in experiencing failure a second time." She turned and stepped out of the car.
After a brief pause, Gilbert followed her. His face was stony darker than the night sky. After a shower, Sherilyn lay in bed, scrolling through her tablet to watch a show. Gilbert cto bed a bit later and snuggled up to her. "What are you watching?"
"Here." Sherilyn was focused on her show, too indifferent to give a proper e response just gesturing vaguely. "Ah. The series 'Poker Face'. It's decent."
Gilbert wrapped his arms tighter around her, gradually becoming m restless. He nuzzled her hair, then her cheek. "Ugh." Sherilyn, annoyed, simply put down her tablet.
"Are you always this annoying?" "Never."
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