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."

her hand, a little curious. "You seem pretty happy

am," Sherilyn replied, her

good people. If things really worked out between them, how could she

happy? Something good happen?" Gilbert slid his arm around

heart with her

grinned, then relented a little. "It's about Joyce.

friends' secrets, not even to the man she loved. Joyce and Galen were... well, nothing was set in stone. No need to

enough," Gilbert said, his curiosity fading. He wasn't the type to fish for gossip between his wife and her

"Alright, I won't ask."

pulled her closer, lowering his head as

him a playful glare. "What are you up to? You just took your medicine-your mouth is probably bitter. Don't even think about

had some jelly beans-my mouth's sweet

making a show

you

pushing

was

off

bit achy,

iket

burst out laughing. "Really? Trying to outdo me in flexibility? been dancing for twenty years, you think you can