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."

a little curious. "You seem pretty

am," Sherilyn replied,

was her brother, the other her best friend both good people. If

happen?" Gilbert slid his arm

chest, tapping his heart with her fingertips. "Not telling." Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "Ooh, secrets,

a little. "It's about Joyce. Can't tell you

loved. Joyce and Galen were... well, nothing was set

enough," Gilbert said, his curiosity fading. He wasn't the type to fish for

"Alright, I won't ask."

pulled her closer, lowering his head as if to

glare. "What are you up to? You just

had some jelly beans-my mouth's

leaned down, making a show of going

you for a

giggled, pushing

She was so

off

thwarted and a bit achy,

iket

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