Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn’s mouth started watering as the plate hit the table

In the middle of her feast, her phone buzzed. A glance at the screen, she saw it was Gilbert Sherin to fight the urge to all her eyes. “Hello? What’s up? Signing divorce papers?”

“Is that the only thing on your mind?” The sarcasm in Gilbert’s voice was thick, tinged with annoyance. Sherlyn, you’re not just rude You’re heartless”

“Excuse me?” Sherilyn was genuinely confused. Where was that coming from?

“Tomorrow!” Gilbert’s anger heightened as he realized she had no clue “Grandma’s surgery is tomorrow!

Oh Sherilyn understood it then but refused to carry the heartless” label.

“Is it tomorrow? Okay, I see. Il be there first thing in the moming, and please don’t call me heartless. You never told me Sylvies surgery was tomorrow”

“Sherilyn!” Gilbert was at his wit’s end. For every word he said, she had ten in return! He missed the days when she used to cling to him, but he didn’t like this new version of her Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Before he could scold her, Sherilyn said, “If that’s all, I’m hanging up..”

“Wait!” Gilbert clenched his jaw, commanding, “Where are you staying? Ill pick you up tomorrow. We’re going together”

“No need.” Sherilyn rejected the offer without a second thought. “I can make my way there.”

Did she dare to refuse his goodwill? Gilbert was irked. “This isn’t up for discussion, nor is it about whether you need it. We agreed to visit Grandma together tomorrow

Oh, right. It was all part of the act for Sylvia.

Sherilyn sighed, “Fine, then. Together.”

Gilbert asked again, “Where should I pick you up?”

“Well..” Sherlyn pondered.

She would never let Gilbert pick her up from her doorstep. It wasn’t about pride. She merely didn’t want him invading her space. Sherlyn answered. “Meet me at the corner of Maple Street”

“Okay” After hanging up, Gilbert mumbled, “Maple Street? In the old town? That far? What a hassle!”

The following morning, Sherilyn left her place early. She arrived on time at B AM, only to find Gilbert’s car waiting.

“Ms. Sherilyn.” David came around to open the car door for her. “Please get in.”

David was holding the door to the backseat where Gilbert was already seated.

Sherilyn smiled at David, closed the back door, and said, “Thanks, David, but I got car sick. I’ll sit in the front.”

After saying that, she opened the passenger side door and hopped in.

Slightly embarrassed, David got back in the car.

In the backseat Gilbert raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on Sherilyn’s profile, wondering if she was avoiding him deliberately. He smirked, a low chuckle escaping his lips. ‘Does she think I care, huh? It is what I want‘

The ride was smooth, and they arrived at the Southern District Hospital before 8:30 AM. It was Sylvia’s surgery, and they headed straight for the surgical building. As they approached the elevator, they bumped into Caroline, waiting with her assistant

“Gilbert.” Caroline waved at him, a smile on her face. You made it.

Then she turned to Sherilyn, her smile unwavering. “And Sherilyn’s here, too.”

“Yep.” Gilbert nodded. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work today? I’m here. You could’ve come later.”

“How could 17” Caroline shot back playfully. “Sylvia is your grandma, and I love her just as much. Work can’t be more important than her,” Not wanting to argue, Gilbert pointed at Caroline’s foot. “Still hurts?”

Caroline smiled. “Just a bit. It’s much better now.”

As the elevator arrived, Gilbert held the door, letting Caroline and her assistant in first, then followed himself. Lastly, he looked at Sherilyn With a tilt of his chin, he said, “Come on in.”