Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1190

If he told Sherilyn about this, it'd be as good as telling Rebecca White too...

And that would be throwing his older brother under the bus.

Thank God he'd already deleted that photo of Eddy's profile that Caroline had sent him earlier.

"Sherilyn," Gilbert said, his Adam's apple bobbing as he softened his voice, "It's not that I don't want to tell you. It's just.....it's about my brother.”

He paused, his tone becoming even more gentle, coaxing her.

"Can you just...not ask anymore? Please?"

He squeezed her hand. "All you really need to know is that you're the only one I care about. That should be enough, right?"

"The only one?" Sherilyn let out a short, dry laugh. "Who knows if that's true?"

"It is," Gilbert replied, lifting his chin and gesturing to his phone. "I'm only hiding stuff about my brother. If it's about me—there's nothing I'm keeping from you. My phone's right here. Go through it all you want."

"Oh, so you're playing reverse psychology now?" Sherilyn raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Fine. Starting tonight, I'm confiscating your phone."

With that, she turned away, swiping her finger across the screen to unlock it. "Alright," Gilbert chuckled, nodding. "Knock yourself out. Once you've checked everything, just give it back."

He peeked over her shoulder and saw she'd opened a folder.

"Careful with that," he warned. "That's company stuff. You can look, but you probably won't get much out of it...and just be careful not to delete anything. Technically, I can recover it, but it'd be a pain."

rambling on

tossing the phone onto the nightstand and closing her eyes,

down. He

he shifted closer, wrapping

stiffened, caught off

resistance, assuming she was just upset. He spoke softly, trying to soothe her. "Don't be mad.

pulled away and slipped off the bed, heading to the

Gilbert called after her, confused. "Where are

she emerged, holding another

the old comforter to him.

spread out the new one for herself. "I'll

darkened with reluctance. "Come on,

say-sharing a blanket, sharing a

scoffed. "Did you forget? We're not

that supposed to mean?"

suddenly anxiet "Are you

again?"

into a

low and strained. "You

me

his

You said

walk away."