Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Of course, Sherilyn could have been knitting for herself, but Gilbert had a hunch that wasn't the case. So, who was it for?

Sherilyn flashed a playful smile. "What's the matter? Interrogating me?"

She took the bag from his hands, her tone light and breezy, "Who else would it be for? It's for you."

"For me..." Gilbert echoed, stunned.

In disbelief, he repeated again, "Me?"

"Yeah." Sherilyn nodded earnestly, pulling out some yarn from the bag to inspect it, "I've decided to knit you a sweater. This should be enough."

With that, she even made measuring gestures against him.

Gilbert was dazed for a moment, then puzzled, "This... vibrant red color?"

"Is there a problem?" Sherilyn pouted. "It's a great color. You shouldn't always wear just black and white. So dull for someone your age."

She was quite pleased with her choice, "Bold colors like this suit someone with your looks."

A compliment!

Sherilyn had complimented his looks!

Gilbert raised his eyebrows, unable to suppress a grin, quickly changing his tune, "I think so too."

Suddenly, the vibrant red yarn seemed much more appealing.

He touched it, commenting, "It's quite soft."

"Right? It'll be really warm as a sweater."

Sherilyn swatted his hand away, "Stop touching, you'll get it dirty."

"Stingy." Gilbert obediently withdrew his hand, smiling brightly, "Fine, I won't touch. After all, it's going to be mine to wear."

He was overjoyed, and since he couldn't touch the yarn, he reached for Sherilyn's hand instead.

"What made you decide to knit me a sweater?"

Sherilyn pointed to the watch on her left wrist, "Well, you gave me this amazing gift, and I didn't have anything as nice to give you in return, so I thought of knitting you a sweater. It might not compare to your watch, so don't look down on it..."

"What are you talking about?"

She was cut off mid-sentence by Gilbert. His lips curved in a smile as he looked down at her, "How could I? I love it. I'll wear it with pride." His gaze and smile were pure and sincere.

Sherilyn was momentarily taken

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it's done."

"Sounds good."

The waiter came in, bringing their food.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

As Gilbert served Sherilyn, he asked, "What do you want to do after we eat?"

"Hm?" Sherilyn didn't catch his drift.

"Like, go shopping, buy stuff?"

Sherilyn shook her head. "No shopping. Not buying anything."

Gilbert nodded, forgetting for a moment that his Sherilyn wasn't much into shopping.

After a pause, he suggested, "Then let's catch a movie?"

Sherilyn looked at him, puzzled and a bit surprised.

Gilbert felt slightly embarrassed under her gaze, so he explained, "Other Couples do these things right? We've never been to the cinema together."

Saying this, he picked up his phone. "I'll buy the tickets."

He opened the ticketing app, presenting it to Sherilyn, "Pick a movie you'd like to see."

It was hard to refuse such an offer.

Sherilyn scrolled through the options, settling on a comedy. "This one."

"Great."

Leaving the Blue Plate Diner behind, they drove to a nearby cinema.

The evening show, even on a weekday, drew a crowd. The ticket line was long.

"You wait here."

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"Okay, sure."

Sherilyn nodded, standing still as she watched him head towards the ticket counter.

His tall frame and striking looks naturally drew the attention and sideways glances of passersby.