Chapter 141
Hearing this, Sherilyn fell silent.
Joyce seemed a bit miffed. “You didn’t tell me about such a big deal! If I hadn’t pried it out of William, were you planning to keep it from me forever?”
“I…” Sherilyn was clearly embarrassed, “I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“You did it on purpose!” Joyce saw right through her. It had to be about money–certainly not enough–but she wouldn’t ask for help.
Puffing up in annoyance, Joyce said, “Sherilyn, do you even consider me a friend?”
“Of course, I do.” Sherilyn rushed to explain, “It’s precisely because you’re a friend that I couldn’t ask.”
True friendships are as delicate as water, and since they met, Joyce had already helped her so much. She couldn’t shamelessly keep taking.
“Joy, I owe you too much.”
“Hey… for Jenna’s sake, what’s there to fear in owing one more time?” Joyce sighed, “The surgery costs $50,000, and if you don’t borrow from me… where else could you possibly get that much?”
At those words, Sherilyn’s eyes welled up with tears, the dam breaking anew. “Joy, I don’t know how… how to thank you.”
“Don’t rush.” Joyce grinned, carefree as ever. “We’ve got a lifetime ahead, take it slow.”
She continued, “I called to put your mind at ease. Don’t worry about the surgery costs; you’ve
got me.”
Sherilyn choked up with emotion, struggling to say, “Joy, thank you.”
Some favors can’t be repaid with just words, and for Sherilyn, she owed Joyce big time!
Joyce’s own voice wavered a bit, “Hehe, alright then. I’ve said what I needed to, it’s late over there, you should get some sleep?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, and…” Joyce caught her just before she could hang up, her voice softening, “Sherilyn, happy birthday.”
“Yeah, thank you.”
The moment the call ended, Sherilyn broke down in tears. The evening’s bustling birthday party paled in comparison to the warmth she felt from her child and friend’s birthday wishes. Now, things were looking up. Though ashamed to lean so heavily on Joyce, Jenna’s surgery
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expenses were settled, and they could look forward to being reunited after the operation!
The next day, Sherilyn woke up late. Not seeing Gilbert around, she breathed a sigh of relief. After last night, regardless of his intentions–whether calculated or simply a moment of madness–she didn’t want to see him anymore.
At breakfast, Sherilyn asked the housekeeper, Cara. “Cara, where’s Sylvia?”
“The lady just left for a follow–up appointment not too long ago.”
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