Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 141

Hearing this, Sherilyn fell silent.

Joyce seemed a bit miffed. “You didn’t tell me about such a big deal! If I hadn’t pried it out of William, were you planning to keep it from me forever?”

“I…” Sherilyn was clearly embarrassed, “I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose.”

“You did it on purpose!” Joyce saw right through her. It had to be about money–certainly not enough–but she wouldn’t ask for help.

Puffing up in annoyance, Joyce said, “Sherilyn, do you even consider me a friend?”

“Of course, I do.” Sherilyn rushed to explain, “It’s precisely because you’re a friend that I couldn’t ask.”

True friendships are as delicate as water, and since they met, Joyce had already helped her so much. She couldn’t shamelessly keep taking.

“Joy, I owe you too much.”

“Hey… for Jenna’s sake, what’s there to fear in owing one more time?” Joyce sighed, “The surgery costs $50,000, and if you don’t borrow from me… where else could you possibly get that much?”

tears, the dam breaking anew. “Joy, I don’t

carefree as ever. “We’ve got a

put your mind at ease. Don’t worry about the surgery costs;

got me.”

emotion, struggling to

repaid with just words, and for Sherilyn, she

a bit, “Hehe, alright then. I’ve said what I needed to, it’s late over there,

“Yeah.”

Joyce caught her just before she could hang up, her

“Yeah, thank you.”

party paled in comparison to the warmth she felt from her

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could look forward to

Gilbert around, she breathed a sigh of relief. After last night, regardless of his intentions–whether calculated or simply a moment

Sherilyn asked the housekeeper, Cara. “Cara, where’s Sylvia?”

follow–up appointment not