Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 674

Gilbert was noncommittal, his tone casual as he flipped the question back at her, "How did you get here? Finished up at Grandma's?" "No."

Caroline shook her head, wrapping her arms around herself as she deliberated for a moment, "I'm staying with your older brother at the moment, and it's a bit awkward, so I thought I'd come over."

Their relationship had always been more akin to sweethearts since childhood, lovers for over a decade before parting ways. Now, were they to be friends, or siblings? Gilbert hesitated before asking, "You doing alright?"

"Huh?"

Caroline paused, a laugh escaping her, "I'm fine, really. What's there to be not fine about? Just a breakup, that's all. The world's full of heartbreak; it won't kill me." Then, she turned the conversation to Gilbert.

"Aren't you the same?"

After finishing, she seemed doubtful, "I heard it from Sherilyn. He said you two broke up, and it was you who initiated it, right?"

This was something Gilbert couldn't deny.

He had told Sherilyn it was over because he misunderstood, believing she had terminated their child...

But yes, it was he who had brought it up, even if he regretted it now.

"Yeah." Gilbert nodded.

...

In the restroom, Sherilyn emerged from a stall and washed her hands at the sink.

She was still in the hospital.

had come to the

heading back to the examination room where Gilbert was waiting

quieter at night, especially the examination

she turned a corner, she could clearly hear a man and a woman talking and abruptly stopped in

...

"That explains it..."

realized, bringing up the cast dinner from earlier that evening, "She just exchanged numbers with that driver,

this, Caroline's heart raced, though her

do you think

was taken aback, not quite grasping her

slightly, a hint

shimmered faintly with moisture, "If had known we'd end up here, I should have chosen you back then. We know each other insideout, hardly ever fight, we'd probably get along

DUMS

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looked at him steadily, mustering her courage, "Gilbert, if I choose you now, is

corner, Sherilyn's

velte

b as she overheard

was not the moment

should just

your foot? You're stepping on

the night shift, mopping the floor when Sherilyn suddenly

lifting her foot with an apologetic chuckle, "Oh, I'm so

"It's okay."

"Sherilyn?"