Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

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.

didn't slow down. She

...

made it outside, Sherilyn climbed into the

said,

been quietly trailing her all along, hesitated.

brow furrowed. She didn't bother explaining. "I

wide, and quickly signaled the driver. "You heard her let's

for

know that, while

when she got serious, she had

Gilbert, actually. Maybe it was something about the Johnson family upbringing, or the fact that Sylvia had raised them

heading

Wing, Candida

know Sherilyn was home.

and just gave a

really worried that Sherilyn

she would, if she could.

was the whole reason she'd moved in to begin

make a rash move. If anything happened to

her eyes, pushing the thought

shadowing her everywhere now. Without his approval, did she really think she could just get up

back on how she'd gotten here, step by step, tangled up with this man. It was