Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 699

Sherilyn had finally woken up, and things seemed to have settled down.

The nurse, holding a glass of water, helped her drink and pointed towards the doorway, "That gentleman, he left for a bit but came back. He's still waiting outside." Which gentleman?

Sherilyn blinked in confusion. Was it Edgar?

Reading her thoughts, the nurse clarified, "Not Mr. Ferguson. It's the other one, the one with a bit of a temper."

Oh. That clicked for Sherilyn. It was Gilbert. He came back? He's quite persistent.

After setting the glass down and wiping her lips, the nurse added, "But no visitors tonight, I'm afraid. Doctor's orders."

The nurse helped Sherilyn lie back down. "Try to get some sleep."

"Okay," Sherilyn nodded.

As the nurse tucked her in, she muttered, looking towards the door, "Still hasn't left, huh? Looks like he's planning to spend the night."

Sherilyn closed her eyes, deciding to ignore that piece of information.

waking, felt much better than the night before. The burning sensation in her throat had eased, and she didn't feel as weak. Outside, daylight had

...

Edgar spotted Gilbert, looking rather disheveled at

his eyes, bloodshot gaze, and a stubble covering his jawline, indicating a night without sleep. And he was still in yesterday's clothes. Had Gilbert come back after leaving last night

the door, hesitant to enter, probably fearing rejection like the night

him, Edgar nodded,

their differences, basic courtesy was

nodded

didn't linger, heading straight into Sherilyn's

Sherilyn was on the phone

come home last night,

sorry, Jenna. Mommy's been

the story that she

en

home, okay? Mommy will be

"Bye-bye, Mommy."

hanging up, Sherilyn smiled at Edgar. "That was my

caught the tail end of their conversation

scrutinized Sherilyn, "You look

"I am."