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.

night before. The burning sensation in

...

ward, Edgar spotted Gilbert, looking rather disheveled

not by Gilbert's presence, but by his haggard appearance. Dark circles under 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 and spent

hesitant to enter,

him, Edgar nodded,

their differences, basic courtesy

merely nodded in

didn't linger, heading straight into Sherilyn's

on

home last

Jenna. Mommy's been

had to stick with the story

en

be good at home, okay?

"Bye-bye, Mommy."

Sherilyn smiled at Edgar. "That was my

back. He'd caught

scrutinized Sherilyn, "You look much

"I am."