Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 342

At the precinct, the officer shook his head at Sherilyn, saying, "You should go back and have a serious chat with your friend. All this over a guy? Really?"

And it was a male officer who said it.

"In this world, while you might not find a three-legged frog, men? They're a dime a dozen. Why waste your energy on a guy who's playing the field? And to get into a fight over him? It just doesn't make sense. It's not worth it!"

Sherilyn listened, shocked. Was jealousy over a guy really the reason Rebecca got into a fight?

She laughed nervously. "You're right, officer."

After finishing the paperwork, Sherilyn went to pick up Rebecca, linking arms with her as they left the station and headed back to her place.

Stopping by the pharmacy nearby, she picked up some first aid supplies.

Once inside the apartment, Sherilyn opened the bag, glanced at Rebecca, and then got up to fetch a comb. She gently combed Rebecca's hair and tied it back.

"I'm going to disinfect your wounds and apply some ointment. It might sting a bit, so try to bear with it, okay?"

"Okay," Rebecca nodded, letting Sherilyn take care of her.

Sherilyn was gentle, and Rebecca hardly felt any pain except for the brief sting of the antiseptic.

Rebecca pouted slightly, whispering. "Sherilyn, thank you."

"For what?" Sherilyn waved her off, tidying up the trash. "You've helped me out too, remember? No need for formalities between us."

"Yeah." Rebecca understood that Sherilyn truly considered her a friend.

They hadn't known each other for long, but their personalities clicked.

Once everything was cleaned up, Sherilyn looked at Rebecca, "With the way you're feeling, eating might be a bit tricky. What do you feel like having for dinner?"

Clearly, Rebecca wasn't in the mood to cook for herself.

As expected, Rebecca just shook her head, "I'm not hungry. I don't have an appetite."

"If you're not hungry, then you don't have to eat."

Sherilyn helped her to lie down. "Rest for a bit. I guess you probably don't feel like talking either, so just try not to think or say anything."

"Okay, fine."

Rebecca pursed her lips and lay down, following Sherilyn's suggestion.