Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 789

Sherilyn furrowed her brows but eventually nodded, "Alright."

She got up, trailing behind Gilbert as they left the hospital room one after the other.

"It's almost noon," Gilbert glanced at his watch, "Perfect timing, how about we grab lunch together? Blue Plate Diner, sound good?" Sherilyn glanced at him sideways, "Sounds good."

When they arrived at the Blue Plate Diner, they opted for a private booth.

"What's good here?" Gilbert passed the menu to her.

"Anything's fine by me," Sherilyn said, taking a sip of water and waving her hand dismissively.

"Alright then, I'll choose."

Gilbert flagged down a waiter and listed off a selection of dishes, "Let's start with these... and remember, no cilantro, no onions, no garlic." "Sure thing, Mr. Gilbert."

Sherilyn's brow twitched slightly, recognizing some of her favorites and notably, the ones she'd never touch.

She set down her water glass and looked up at him.

"Weren't you going to say something? Go ahead."

Gilbert's lips curled into a half-smile, "Let's eat first, we'll talk after."

True to his word, they focused on the meal first.

busied himself with serving her, "This venison

of dishes in front of her, then lowered her head and

quietly, murmuring, "You're eating

of her meal, he

Sherilyn nodded, taking

"Sherilyn..."

looked up, was he finally going

I've left the Johnson family, the credit card I gave you for Jenna's expenses can still be used, no worries there."

"In the future..."

was tinged with a bittersweet note as he tried to smile, "Remember to eat well. You can have diet meals if

gaze

handle alone, don't try to shoulder it

widened in

was he

breath, "I know

how did he

for a moment, and when he looked back, his eyes were rimmed with

and I've known nothing about you, what right do I have

this point, Sherilyn found

soup?" Gilbert glanced at her bowl,

stopped by Sherilyn's

"Sherilyn."

need," she said softly, smiling