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.

Sherilyn nodded. "We're meeting

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

"Sure."

and left for his own room

shaving when his phone started buzzing-Francis's

Gilbert picked up

Francis sounded heavier than usual,

listening in silence. His

Okay. I'll be there as soon as

the tension wouldn't budge. The uneasy feeling he'd

Something big just happened.

At the hospital.

Joyce let out a yawning

over her charts, and

Stepping out of the ER building, she headed for

of Gilbert just getting out of his

"Huh?"

from her

picked up fast. "You finished your shift? I didn't want to bug

more confused now, her post-shift

we are meeting at the bridal

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

I

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