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

headed towards the bathroom, glancing back at Gilbert.

"Sure."

left for his own

when his

bro." Gilbert picked up

than usual, almost grave.

silence. His face changed, brows drawing

there as soon as I

hung up, 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.

nine, Joyce let out

shift, handed over her charts, and

building, she headed for

a distance, she caught sight of Gilbert just getting out of

"Huh?"

her phone from

finished your shift? I didn't want

more confused now, her post-shift drowsiness

are meeting at the bridal

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

what I thought!"

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