Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1187

Chapter 1187

Here's an adapted, localized version in Western/European style, with idiomatic, natural English, and Western cultural references:

Gilbert froze, his face turning a little pale. "That's not what I meant. I just..."

"Hey, why so nervous?"

Sherilyn waved her hand dismissively, her earlier sarcastic expression gone. "Relax, I'm just messing with you."

She gave him a gentle shove. "Look, I know you know what you're doing. I trust you. Go on."

Inside, someone was still screaming their head off.

Gilbert pointed toward the commotion, a little flustered. "Just wait for me in the car, okay? I'll be right out. As soon as she starts her treatment, I'll come find you and we'll leave together."

Sherilyn tilted her head, gave a little smile, and nodded. "Alright."

"Promise me you'll wait? Just... please wait for me."

He said it as if repeating it would make it true, then turned on his heel and hurried into the hospital room.

The small smile slid right off Sherilyn's face as soon as he was gone. Without missing a beat, she spun around and headed for the exit, picking up speed until she was nearly jogging.

Hearing footsteps behind her, Gilbert suddenly glanced back, his mind blank. "Sherilyn!" he shouted after her.

look back, didn't slow down. She was

...

outside,

said, her

all along, hesitated. "Aren't we waiting

furrowed. She didn't

signaled the driver. "You heard her

worked for

that, while

got serious, she

Maybe it was something about the Johnson family upbringing, or the fact that

least they were heading back to Blue

the South Wing, Candida quietly

know Sherilyn was home.

was doing and just

she really worried that Sherilyn

if she could.

the whole reason she'd

a rash move. If

closed her eyes, pushing the thought

his approval, did she really

by step, tangled up with this man. It was like

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