Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 523

"Rebecca?" Sherilyn's voice was a mix of shock and delight.

Ever since Rebecca White got discharged from the hospital, Sherilyn hadn't seen her, "How have you been? Are your eyes..."

Before she could finish, another voice interrupted from the other end of the call.

"Ms. White, what are you doing?"

"Ah..."

Rebecca let out a soft gasp, too hurried to say anything more before the call abruptly ended.

"Rebecca? Rebecca?"

Sherilyn was bewildered. Why did Rebecca call if she wasn't going to say anything?

The entire ordeal lasted less than ten seconds!

Phone still in hand, Sherilyn's brows furrowed in concern.

"What's wrong?" Gilbert, indifferent to Rebecca's situation, hated seeing Sherilyn upset.

"Something wrong with your friend?"

Sherilyn looked up, the worry evident on her face.

Perhaps it was because Gilbert was the only one around, or maybe it was because he had been pretty decent to her lately, but subconsciously, she felt he was someone she could trust.

Without overthinking, she blurted out, "Can you trace a blocked number?"

She handed him her phone, showing the call log.

"Rebecca just called me, but the number was hidden."

Gilbert didn't quite get it, "But you know it was Rebecca, right?"

"I feel like something's not right," Sherilyn's mind was a mess, "I'm worried Rebecca might be in danger."

"Why would you think that?"

Gilbert knew the basics about Rebecca's situation, "Wasn't she taken in by her grandfather? How could she be in danger at her grandfather's place?"

Sherilyn frowned, questioning.

"Then why would she call me from a hidden number? And her voice... it sounded odd."

"Was she crying? Asking for help?"

"No, not that," Sherilyn shook her head, "but she seemed panicked..."

...

Back at Golden Oak Manor, eager to prove his worth, Gilbert enveloped Sherilyn in his arms as soon as they entered, sealing their reunion with a deep, lingering kiss.

"Gilbert..."

Sherilyn struggled for a moment, "Let's eat something first."

"You come first!"

But Gilbert wasn't having it. He needed to make up for the lost weekend time.

Between kisses, he murmured her name, "Sherilyn, Sherilyn..."

By the time they paused, Sherilyn was famished.

He carried her out of the bathroom, and she bit his shoulder in mock frustration.

"Ouch!"

Pretending to be hurt, Gilbert teased, remembering something, "What, still hungry? Round two?"

Sherilyn, now utterly exasperated, grabbed his hair, "Keep it up, and I'll make you bald!"