Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1093

The party had gone on until the wee hours of the morning, long after midnight. Gilbert had seen everyone off, one by one, and now returned to find Sherilyn. The place was finally quiet.

Sherilyn sat on a chair, feeling a bit dizzy from the champagne she'd had earlier. "Sherilyn."

Gilbert knelt down in front of her, taking her hand gently, "Feeling any better?" "Yeah."

Sherilyn nodded groggily, glancing around, "Is everyone gone?"

"Yes, they've all gone home to rest. Let's head back too."

"Okay."

She leaned on his arm to stand up.

As soon as she took a step, her knees buckled, and she nearly toppled over.

"Whoa, easy there!" Gilbert caught her securely, chuckling softly, "Lost your footing?"

"Yeah." Sherilyn frowned, frustrated, "I can't walk. What now?"

Gilbert's eyes softened with amusement; a tipsy Sherilyn was as endearing as a child. "How about this?"

He turned around, crouching slightly, "Hop on, I'll give you a lift."

his broad back, contemplated for a moment, then grinned,

spread her arms wide and flopped

patted his

paused, then burst out laughing, "You treating me like a horse

teasing, "Can't I?

a mock pout and began

I do! My little

Sherilyn obediently settled

much, I'll let you do it all

heard him, or maybe she was too out of it to understand. She remained still.

wondered aloud, glancing

twinkling, and a gentle breeze brushed by. It was a perfect

thing missing is

Gilbert mused to himself.

hadn't brought Jenna along, partly because it was too late for a child I to stay up, and partly because, what if the proposal didn't

planned? Content belong

whimsically, picturing it, "When we have our wedding, Jenna and James can be

soft murmur came from behind

"Sherilyn?"

it,

"Mmm, hmm..."

heard it clearly. It was Sherilyn, and from the sound

"Sherilyn..."