Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 973

"Nope."

Gilbert shook his head, a mix of frustration and resignation in his eyes. "Naylor and One, they're not the kind to be easily fooled..."

Then, his face brightened a bit with a wry smile. "But it's worth it, for Jenna's sake. I mean, heck, even if I lost this finger, it'd be the least I owe her..."

His words seemed to strike a chord with Sherilyn, who suddenly stood up, her voice tinged with indignation.

"You think this makes up for everything?"

"I know it doesn't! That's not what I'm trying to do!"

Gilbert was clearly flustered, his face paling.

He hurried to explain, "I'm just worried sick about Jenna. With One being a complete psycho, there's no telling what he might do to her. Every second she's with him, she's in more danger. I can't gamble with Jenna's safety..."

He continued, "It's not about making amends or proving anything..."

Sherilyn closed her eyes for a moment, realizing she might have overreacted.

Crumpling the tissue in her hand, she tossed it into the trash can. "You're sweating buckets. Let me get you a towel."

With that, she turned and headed for the bathroom.

Gilbert watched her go, his heart heavy with unsaid feelings...

The pain lasted all night but started to subside as dawn approached.

"Doctors did say the pain tends to get worse at night."

"Feeling any better?" Sherilyn asked, noticing his somewhat eased expression. "Try and get some sleep now."

"Yeah..." Gilbert nodded, then hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Sherilyn asked, puzzled.

Gilbert frowned, muttering, "Sweat... everywhere. It's uncomfortable. Can't sleep well."

His hospital gown was soaked through with sweat.

"Want me to get you a clean one?"

"Please."