Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1169

Gilbert stood a little awkwardly in the doorway, lost in his own thoughts and silently chiding himself.

"Alright, let's catch up later..." Sherilyn glanced up, saw him, and quickly wrapped up her call with Joyce, wishing her a good night.

She put her phone down and stood, a smile still lingering on her lips.

"All done with work?" she asked, strolling over to Gilbert, still carrying that easy grin.

Gilbert felt a wave of relief wash over him. Sherilyn was in a good mood-clearly, he hadn't messed up.

"Yeah," he nodded. "Charles just left-we were going over some stuff in the study."

Sherilyn nodded too. "Did you take your medicine?"

"I did."

"Open up, let me check."

Gilbert bent down a bit and obediently opened his mouth.

Sherilyn wrinkled her nose as she caught a strong whiff of the medicine. "Yep," she said, satisfied. "You took it."

hand, a little

replied, her

her best friend both good people. If things really worked

happy? Something good happen?" Gilbert slid his

with her fingertips. "Not telling." Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "Ooh,

she grinned, then relented a little. "It's about Joyce. Can't tell

the man she loved. Joyce and Galen were... well, nothing was set in

type to fish for gossip between his wife and her

"Alright, I won't ask."

pulled her closer, lowering his head as if to kiss

Sherilyn laughed and pressed a hand over his mouth, giving him a playful glare. "What are you

some jelly beans-my mouth's sweet now. Try

a show

believe you for a

pushing his

She was

backward off

and a bit achy,

iket

flexibility? been dancing for twenty years, you think you can