Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 287

Sherilyn’s illness came on quickly but left just as fast. By the afternoon, she was feeling much better.

Rebecca handled her discharge papers. “Are you sure you don’t want to stick around for more observation?”

“This is the observation ward.”

Sherilyn couldn’t help but laugh. “I’ve been observed long enough. The doc said I’m good to go as long as I have some meds on hand.”

“Alright then, let’s head out.”

“Let’s. I don’t have much to pack anyway.”

“Sounds good.”

After the paperwork was done, they indulged a bit by taking a cab back to the hotel.

Rebecca mentioned, “Ms. Hansen said your sickness is work–related, so you’ll be covered.”

“Really? That’s great.”

Both of them smiled as they got into the car. The rain was still pouring outside.

Rebecca sighed, “Your getting sick was really out of the blue. You didn’t eat anything strange, did you?”

Getting sick from something you ate, especially since Sherilyn had been diagnosed with gastroenteritis leading to severe cramps, suggested bad food was to blame.

Sherilyn was also puzzled, “Oh, did you bring my phone?”

it right

her bag and

“Thanks.”

breathed a sigh of relief–whatever happens next, she’ll take it one

phone down when a message popped

I off the blacklist?}

he had sent that message before she finally received

[Yes, Mr. Ferguson.]

juickly.

I’m so happy!]

emoji of a little figure jumping for joy.

over, whispered, “Who are

“Uh…”

guy‘,

message

to get back to work, but I’ll call you

[Okay.]

out a deep sigh, her mind a whirl of thoughts, unsure if what she was doing was right or wrong.

the hotel, the lobby

the day after tomorrow. Look at everyone, bored out of their minds with nowhere to

noticed their colleagues gathered around the bulletin board, buzzing

“Huh?”

“Seems like something’s

check it

“Why not?”

a shrill voice suddenly