Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182

Here's your text adapted into a natural, Western-style contemporary novel. I've swapped in Western names, foods, customs, and colloquial phrasing for a seamless, local feel:

Sherilyn glanced at her recent calls. Sure enough, the last one less than a minute long-had been with Francis.

"Oh."

She pursed her lips, not saying anything more.

Guess I was just overthinking it.

...

The next morning.

Gilbert was barely awake when Sherilyn sat up as well.

"You could sleep in a bit longer, you know," he mumbled.

"Nah, I'm up." Sherilyn stifled a yawn. "Rebecca and Joyce will be here soon."

"Wait, that's today?" Gilbert's memory jogged.

Sherilyn had told him before: she'd asked Rebecca White and Joyce to be her bridesmaids.

Of course, the Harrison family was footing the bill for their dresses.

nodded. "We're meeting

back at Gilbert. "You want

"Sure."

his own room to freshen

middle of shaving when his phone started buzzing-Francis's name flashed on

big bro." Gilbert

than usual, almost grave. "Caroline... she's

listening in silence. His face changed, brows drawing tight in

be there as soon as I

budge. The uneasy

Something big just happened.

At the hospital.

let out a

night shift, handed over her

building, she headed for the parking

distance, she caught sight of Gilbert just getting out

"Huh?"

Joyce fished her phone from

didn't want to bug you during handover-I was waiting for your

confused

are meeting at the

your memory,

I

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