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

bathroom, glancing back at Gilbert. "You want to use the

"Sure."

agreed and left for his own room

in the middle of shaving when his phone

bro." Gilbert picked

than usual, almost

silence. His face changed,

I'll be there

rubbing his temples, but the tension wouldn't budge. The uneasy feeling he'd had last night—it

Something big just happened.

At the hospital.

Joyce let

just wrapped a night shift, handed over her

out of the ER building, she headed for the parking

she caught sight of Gilbert just getting out of

"Huh?"

phone from her jacket pocket and

up fast. "You finished your shift? I didn't

Joyce was even more confused now, her

we are meeting at the

Sherilyn chuckled. "Dr. Cooper, with your memory, I knew

I thought!"

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