Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1221

"What?"

Sherilyn was coughing so hard she barely noticed at first.

But now, hearing his question, she looked down.

On the floor by the bed, where some water had spilled, there was a damp, half- dissolved pill. Its edges had already begun to melt, but it was unmistakably a pill -the very one she hadn't managed to swallow and had spit out just moments before.

"A pill?"

Gilbert saw it too. He picked it up with a tissue.

"Gilbert!" Panic flared in Sherilyn's eyes; she instinctively reached out to stop him.

Too late.

Gilbert's brow furrowed as he studied her anxious face, confusion deepening. "You're taking medication? What is this? Are you feeling unwell?"

Sherilyn pressed her lips together, her heart thumping in her throat. She looked away, refusing to answer.

"Sherilyn?" Gilbert's voice was tight, a note of dread creeping into his confusion. He pressed, "Tell me what is this? Don't tell me it's just a vitamin..."

He replayed what he'd seen a moment ago. "Is that why you were so startled when I walked in? You were taking this pill? So what is it?"

His worry was growing, filling the room. "Sherilyn! Tell me the truth. If you won't, I can have it tested. It'll just take a little longer..."

"That's not necessary."

was right about everything. Strangely, her

eyes flicked to the tissue in his hand as she spoke, each word slow

was stunned, his mind blank. "What do you mean,

relaxed further, even twisting into a faint smile.

are!" Gilbert snapped, cutting her off. "I'm asking, why do you

a

at a loss. "Do you

long, and she'd never mentioned anything

take them..." Sherilyn's patience

off. "Didn't you need to go to the hospital?

you forge Take it and go

something?

"Fine."

nodded, crumpling the tissue in his hand

was he keeping

beat as she

me," Gilbert said, standing up and

Sherilyn stared at him, bewildered. "Why

shouldn't just take random medication. We'll see

exactly

to kept him informed