Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 559

"Sherilyn!" From the bathroom, Gilbert was calling for her.

"Coming!" Sherilyn hastily responded, quickly wrapping up her call with Joyce. "He's calling me, gotta check it out. Talk later."

Hanging up, she rolled up her sleeves and entered the bathroom.

Upon entering, she rolled her eyes at Gilbert, "What's up?"

Gilbert, all smiles, lifted his arms. "A bit of a pickle here, wouldn't you say?"

"If it's that bad, skip the shower. Hold out for a few days."

"And stink up the place?" Gilbert protested. "I don't mind, but I wouldn't want to subject you and the little one to that."

As he made to move closer, Sherilyn pointed a warning finger, "Stay put, or you're on your own."

"Okay, okay," Gilbert complied, grinning broadly. "Am I being good?"

Sherilyn didn't bother responding and simply pressed his head down, "Close your eyes, washing your hair now. Don't want soap in your eyes."

...

The next day, Gilbert was at the TV station to pick up Sherilyn.

They were heading back to the Johnson Mansion that evening.

The news of Sherilyn's pregnancy had reached Sylvia, and Sylvia was over the moon, insisting Gilbert bring Sherilyn back home for a visit.

With the recording two days away, Sherilyn was swamped with work.

Gilbert waited outside the rehearsal room for her.

When the doors finally opened, he turned, searching for Sherilyn's figure.

"Gilbert!" Callie bolted out, heading straight for him and reaching to link her arm with his. "Did you come for me?"

Gilbert, unfazed, gracefully stepped back, his gaze fixing on Sherilyn as she emerged.

"Sherilyn."

Callie pouted, but Gilbert had already moved forward, taking Sherilyn's hand. "Tired? How are you and the baby doing?"

Gilbert gave her a once-over, a slow smile spreading. "You're not as pretty as she is."

Callie was at a loss for words, retorting, "Beauty's subjective! How can you compare like that?"

"Fair point," Gilbert conceded, unyieldingly. "But I prefer her kind of beauty."

Stunned, Callie found herself speechless.

When Sherilyn returned, Gilbert walked over, draping an arm around her shoulders and gently pulling her close. "Lean on me, it's easier."

"Hmph!"

Callie watched them, jealousy gnawing at her. "Just you wait. I refuse to believe I can't win him over!"

Sherilyn glanced back, then at Gilbert, "Seems like you've upset her. Won't you go and make peace?"

"My little tyrant."

Gilbert could only laugh in resignation. "Spare me, please. I've barely spoken to her, and that photo she got of us? I didn't even notice when she took it."