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

Sherilyn replied, her eyes

both good people. If things

got you so happy? Something good happen?" Gilbert slid

his heart with her fingertips. "Not

little. "It's about Joyce.

secrets, not even to the man she loved. Joyce and Galen were... well, nothing was set in stone.

his curiosity fading. He wasn't the type to fish for gossip

"Alright, I won't ask."

lowering his head as if to kiss

hand over his mouth, giving him a playful glare. "What are you up to? You just took your medicine-your mouth is probably bitter.

swear! Even had some jelly beans-my mouth's

show of going

don't believe you for

pushing

She was

off

bit achy, groaned. "Oof, my

iket

Trying to outdo me in flexibility? been dancing for twenty years, you think you