Chapter 115


    He didn’t pull up right in front of the Neon Nights Bar. Instead, he parked across the street, facing


    the entrance so that Sherilyn would spot him the moment she stepped out.


    The man, on the verge of bing her ex–husband, was seriously ying the protective older


    brother role to a tee! He could almost nominate himself for ‘Ex–Husband of the Year‘ at this rate, so


    moved by his own actions.


    Then he saw her, Sherilyn leaving the bar. She wasn’t alone; the man beside her was holding her


    hand…


    The valet had just brought Ernest’s car around.


    Sherilyn looked up at him, “Mr. Smith, drive safely, alright?”


    “Sure thing.”


    Ernest chuckled, releasing her hand before turning to get into his car. He paused, then turned back,


    “Sherilyn.”


    “Hmm?” Sherilyn smiled at him.


    Ernest pursed his lips, visibly nervous. “Can I… can I kiss you?”


    Sherilyn blinked, surprised, her grip tightening though she still smiled. “Of course, you can.”


    “Alright.”


    Ernest stepped closer, lifting his hands to cradle her cheeks gently. Then, he leaned down.


    Suddenly, Sherilyn’s eyes closed, a slight frown on her forehead.


    Noticing her tension, Ernest hesitated for a moment before pressing a kiss to her


    forehead instead.


    Sherilyn slowly opened her eyes, looking confused, and said, “Mr. Smith?”


    Ernest chuckled, “Don’t be nervous. Take your time. You need it, and give me some too, to get


    ready.”


    With that, he let go of her and turned to get into his car.


    Sherilyn stood there, dazed, Take care, Mr. Smith.”


    Her heart was still racing, but perhaps, she should feel lucky… Colin hadn’t lied to her. Considering


    her standing with the Cooper family, Ernest was indeed one of the better patrons she could have


    hoped for.


    Sherilyn chuckled softly, pushing down the resentment in her heart. She was selling herself, after


    all, what more could she expect?


    10:39


    “Sherilyn!”


    Suddenly, her wrist was gripped tightly, the force almost crushing her bones! Sherilyn winced in


    pain.


    Ah!”


    Looking up, she met Gilbert’s tense throat and, above that, his furiously handsome face. Even in his


    anger, he was strikingly good–looking.


    Sherilyn couldn’t understand why he was here or why he was so angry.


    “Is he your boyfriend?” Gilbert’s voice was ice–cold, veins throbbing on his forehead.


    “Yeah.” Sherilyn nodded.


    Gilbert’s face, already seething with anger, exploded, “Do you even know who he is? Ernest! He’s


    old enough to be your father!”


    “Yeah.” Sherilyn’s response was calm. “I know. I think it’s nice, older men tend to be more caring,


    ah…”


    She couldn’t finish her sentence before Gilbert gripped her jaw tightly.


    “Sherilyn!” he snapped, “Have you lost your mind? Are there no men left in the world that you need


    to settle for this… this thing!”


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    Something clicked in his mind, and suddenly, he reached for Sherilyn’s forehead, his palm rubbing it


    forcefully.


    “He kissed you? Really? You let him kiss you!”


    He scrubbed so hard it felt like he was trying to scrub her skin off!


    “Ah…”


    Sherilyn tried to dodge, but there was no escaping the pain, tears welling up in her eyes.


    “Gilbert! Stop it! Please, it hurts! Oh…”


    “Serves you right! How could you let him kiss you? What a worthless piece of trash, not worthy of


    touching you!”