Chapter 147


    Sherilyn didn’t even nce across the street before hopping into Edgar’s car.


    Watching the car pull away, Gilbert stood silent, his grip on his phone so tight that the screen


    cracked under the pressure.


    As they drove off, Edgar motioned to Sherilyn.


    “There’s a bag on the back seat, can you grab it?”


    “Oh, sure.”


    Sherilyn paused for a moment, then turned to reach for the bag, finding it unexpectedly heavy and


    wondering what was inside.


    “Do


    you want me to open it?” she asked.


    “Yeah, open it.”


    “Okay.”


    Inside was a thermal food delivery box, so it probably had something to eat in it.


    Upon opening it, she found some pumpkin pies.


    Sherilyn looked up, perplexed, “This is…?”


    “Pumpkin pie, your favorite, right?” Edgar chuckled.


    “Yes.”


    She remembered, he had bought it for her once.


    But that time, because of Gilbert, she never got to enjoy it.


    “Go ahead, eat,” Edgar said, noticing she hadn’t moved, and nudged his chin forward, “I bought it


    for you.


    Sherilyn felt a bit embarrassed. He couldn’t have bought it just for her, could he?


    Before, she had sensed that Edgar might have had some subtle feelings for her.


    A gentleman like him, a regr at Neon Nights Bar, probably harbored intentions simr to those


    Mr. Smith had towards her.


    Sherilyn never thought too highly of herself, but now that Jenna’s surgery was paid for, she wasn’t


    nning to sell herself anymore.


    After all, selling oneself was ast resort.


    Seeing her hesitation, Edgar got a bit anxious, “What’s wrong? Don’t like it?”


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    “How could I not?”


    he


    Sherilyn snapped out of her thoughts and smiled, “It’s just, eating in the car might not be very polite.


    It’ll leave a scent.”


    “What scent?” Edgar raised an eyebrow, “A sweet one? That’s a good thing.”


    Sherilyn paused, thenughed genuinely, “Then I’ll enjoy it.”


    “Good, eat.”


    Sherilyn lifted the lid, the sweet aroma wafting up to her nose, prompting her to take a deep breath


    She tasted it, saying, “Wow… so sweet, so delicious.”


    “That’s great.”


    Edgar watched her through the rearview mirror, his lips curving into a smile, feeling warmth spread


    across his cheeks.


    The car stopped at the entrance to Twilight Trail.


    Sherilyn got out, “I’m here, thanks for the ride.”


    “You live here?” Edgar was surprised; he had thought she lived at the Johnson Mansion.


    “Yes.”


    Understanding his confusion, Sherilyn exined, “Sylvia just got out of surgery, and I’m staying with


    her for a few days. After all, I’m not part of the Johnson family, so I can’t stay there indefinitely.”


    Hearing this, Edgar felt a surge of happiness. That meant she and Gilbert were truly over.


    “You’re right,” Edgar said with a smile.


    “Well, I should get going.”


    Sherilyn waved, saying, “Drive safe, take care, good night.”


    “Sure, good night.”


    Turning around, Sherilyn jogged into the alley.


    Entering the apartment building, she used her phone for light and made her way to the fifth floor,


    unlocking her door and flicking on the light.


    Then, as she turned to close the door…


    *Bam!*


    Suddenly, just as the door was about to shut, a hand reached out, forcefully stopping it.


    Sherilyn was both shocked and scared, her eyes wide. It was Gilbert! He had followed her


    here!


    08:27


    With his lips pressed into a thin line, Gilbert’s gaze bore into her.


    “Didn’t I tell you to wait for me? Why did you get into someone else’s car?”


    Before she could respond, he lifted his hand, grasping her chin, “Sorry, can’t say no? That’s a bad


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