Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 62

Sherilyn filled the kettle, rolled her sleeves, and gently washed and changed Sylvia into clean clothes with patience and care.

Yates and Gilbert sat facing each other.

Yates gestured toward the interior. "She's changed, hasn't she?"

"Changed?" Gilbert seemed annoyed. "You've only seen her a few times, and you think your can tell she's changed?"

"Come on." Yates squinted, "For some things, you don't need to see many times to understand. Her whole demeanor, the look in her eyes, it's all different now." His tone sounded almost admiring.

It only irritated Gilbert further, who retorted and smirked, "People don't change their spots. that easily. It's all an act!"

"An act?" Yates raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "She puts on an act for you, but does she need to do that with me? You know..."

Yates seemed to see through Gilbert. "I know you don't like her. But haven't you two signed the divorce papers?"

Sherilyn's done for Sylvia, cut her some slack

snorted, "You came to see Grandma and haven't helped out at all. Have your food.

bantered back, "I promised I'd leave this

"My family, isn't she? Since when is it your place

didn't argue further and quickly finished his breakfast. "I'll be

"I'll

leave together after Yates visited Sylvia. But plans changed,

and changed her into fresh clothes.

to take them. "I'll wash

Sherilyn nodded,

her, his tone unconsciously softer,

she returned, Gilbert. gestured toward a chair across from him. "Take a seat." Sherilyn was puzzled. "Is there

to go-there was

sit." Gilbert frowned, not the patient type. "What? Is the chair all in

Speechless, Sherilyn reluctantly sat-down.