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."

back, contemplated for a moment,

her arms wide and flopped onto

his shoulder playfully,

then burst out laughing, "You treating

tilted her head, teasing, "Can't I? You don't want

pout and began to squirm on

"I do, I do! My little daredevil, hold still, or you might fall

the warning, Sherilyn obediently

so much, I'll let you do it all night

hadn't heard him, or maybe she was too out of it to understand.

aloud,

night was crisp, the stars twinkling, and a gentle breeze brushed by. It was a perfect t

missing is

Gilbert mused to himself.

was too late for a child I to stay up, and

planned? Content belong

we have our wedding, Jenna and James can be our flower kids."

murmur came from behind

"Sherilyn?"

he must have imagined it,

"Mmm, hmm..."

it clearly. It was Sherilyn,

"Sherilyn..."