Chapter 152
“Okay.”
The burgers were brought to the table, and Edgar took a bite. It was indeed delicious.
“Yeah, this is good.”
“Right?” Sherilyn’s eyes crinkled with a smile.
“Thanks for treating me to the pumpkin pie…”
It was only after he’d nearly finished eating that she softly said, “But, in the future, please don’t buy
it for me anymore.”
Hearing this, Edgar was taken aback, his expression darkening.
A bit panicked, he asked, “…You don’t like it?”
“Yes, I don’t.”
Edgar was struck, at a loss for words, just staring at her nkly. “I’m sorry…”
“There’s no need to apologize.”
Sherilyn let out a sigh, speaking softly, “The pumpkin pie is delicious, I really like it. But, please
don’t bring it anymore.”
Edgar nodded, “I understand, you don’t like me…”
He just couldn’t ept it; he hadn’t even had the chance to let her get to know him.
“Do you really dislike me that much?”
“Don’t talk about yourself like that,” Sherilyn said lightly, “You’re a great guy, I believe you know
that–but we’re just not right for each other, even if… you were just looking for a fling.”
A fling? Is that how she saw him?
“No!” Edgar was startled.
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He quickly shook his head, his words tumbling out in his haste, “I never thought that! I don’t see you
as just a fling!”
That made it even worse. Sherilyn thought silently.
She sighed, “Then you should understand, we’re just not a good match.”
“Why not?”
To Edgar, she was the first girl he had ever fallen for! From the moment he saw her on the stage at
the Neon Nights Bar, he couldn’t forget her.
How could he give up without even starting? How could he be content with that?
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“Are you worried about your marriage history with Gilbert?”
Sherilyn frowned slightly, not answering directly. Instead, she said, “You should find someone. who
matches your social and financial status.”
“But, who I like isn’t something I can control with my reason!”
What era was it?
Edgar couldn’t ept such a reason. “No one would miss out on someone they like over a marriage
history!”
Sherilyn opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.
She hadn’t expected Edgar, who seemed so mild–mannered, to express his feelings in such a
direct and passionate way.
She was indeed moved. But it was precisely because she was moved that she had to reject
him.
“Thank you
r your affection, really, but please let this be the end.”
“Why?” Edgar couldn’t understand, “Even Sylvia supports you finding a new life, why do you reject
it?”
Sherilyn couldn’t exin, only saying, “This is my decision, I’m sorry, I’m not looking to start a new
rtionship. And you, it’s just an initial attraction, don’te looking for me anymore… you’ll forget
about me soon.”
She stood up.
“I’ve already paid for the burgers, thanks for the pumpkin pie, consider it my return gift. Let’s… end
it here.”
With that, she picked up her bag, not daring to look back at Edgar, and walked away.
“Sherilyn! Sherilyn!”
Edgar stood to chase after her, but the street was too crowded, and Sherilyn kept moving forward
without looking back. Soon, the crowd had separated them.
“Sherilyn?”
Edgar stood amongst the throng, looking around, muttering in defeat, “But what if I can’t forget
you?”
“Are you worried about your marriage history with Gilbert?”
Sherilyn frowned slightly, not answering directly. Instead, she said, “You should find someone who
matches your social and financial status.”
“But, who I like isn’t something I can control with my reason!”
What era was it?
Edgar couldn’t ept such a reason. “No one would miss out on someone they like over a marriage
history!”
Sherilyn opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.
She hadn’t expected Edgar, who seemed so mild–mannered, to express his feelings in such a
direct and passionate way.
She was indeed moved. But it was precisely because she was moved that she had to reject
him.
“Thank you for your affection, really, but please let this be the end.”
“Why?” Edgar couldn’t understand, “Even Sylvia supports you finding a new life, why do your reject
it?”
Sherilyn couldn’t exin, only saying. “This is my decision, I’m sorry, I’m not looking to start a new
rtionship. And you, it’s just an initial attraction, don’te looking for me anymore… you’ll forget
about me soon.”
She stood up.
“I’ve already paid for the burgers, thanks for the pumpkin pie, consider it my return gift. Let’s… end
it here.”
With that, she picked up her bag, not daring to look back at Edgar, and walked away.
“Sherilyn! Sherilyn!”
Edgar stood to chase after her, but the street was too crowded, and Sherilyn kept moving forward
without looking back. Soon, the crowd had separated them.
“Sherilyn?”
Edgar stood amongst the throng, looking around, muttering in defeat, “But what if I can’t forget
you?”
“Are you worried about your marriage history with Gilbert?”
Sherilyn frowned slightly, not answering directly. Instead, she said, “You should find someone who
matches your social and financial status.”
“But, who I like isn’t something I can control with my reason!”
What era was it?
Edgar couldn’t ept such a reason. “No one would miss out on someone they like over a marriage
history!”
Sherilyn opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.
She hadn’t expected Edgar, who seemed so mild–mannered, to express his feelings in such a
direct and passionate way.
She was indeed moved. But it was precisely because she was moved that she had to reject
him.
“Thank you for your affection, really, but please let this be the end.”
“Why?” Edgar couldn’t understand, “Even Sylvia supports you finding a new life, why do your reject
it?”
Sherilyn couldn’t exin, only saying, “This is my decision, I’m sorry, I’m not looking to start a new
rtionship. And you, it’s just an initial attraction, don’te looking for me anymore… you’ll forget
about me soon.”
She stood up.
“I’ve already paid for the burgers, thanks for the pumpkin pie, consider it my return gift. Let’s… end
it here.”
With that, she picked up her bag, not daring to look back at Edgar, and walked away.
“Sherilyn! Sherilyn!”
Edgar stood to chase after her, but the street was too crowded, and Sherilyn kept moving forward
without looking back. Soon, the crowd had separated them.
“Sherilyn?”
Edgar stood amongst the throng, looking around, muttering in defeat, “But what if I can’t forget
you?”