Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 359

What are the odds?

In that fleeting moment, Gilbert suddenly wanted to go out and hug her.

Yet, as he stepped forward, Charles grabbed him. The elevator doors slid shut before him. "Mr. Gilbert, where are you headed? Aren't we going up?"

Gilbert snapped back to reality. Right, where was he going? He was there to see Sherilyn. Yet, he got distracted by a little girl.

...

They reached the ninth floor. It was a two-apartment floor, but one was empty, leaving only one option.

Rebecca sat on the edge of the bed, handing Sherilyn a glass of water, and gently felt her forehead. "Seems like the fever's gone down a bit."

She tore open a fever-reducing patch and placed it on Sherilyn's forehead.

Rebecca said, "Are you sure you don’t want to take any medicine?"

"No need." Sherilyn sipped her water slowly, shaking her head. "I feel much better."

She had caught a chill and was running a slight fever. However, she dared not take any medication.

At the moment, she wasn't sure if she was pregnant and she couldn’t take medicine carelessly.

"That's good then." Rebecca didn't insist further, picking up the now-warm ice pack. "I'll get you a fresh one. Want something to eat? Sophia mentioned she made some chicken noodle soup, maybe with some toast on the side?"

Sherilyn nodded, "Okay..."

Just as Rebecca reached the kitchen, the doorbell rang.

"Who is it? Coming." Opening the door, Rebecca froze, involuntarily swallowing hard, "John... Mr. Johnson?"

Gilbert smirked, thinking Rebecca’s expression said it all!

"Sherilyn!" He strode past Rebecca, making his way into the bedroom.