Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?
Chapter 281

Outside the restaurant, Daphne was all smiles, arm in arm with an elegant lady, laughing as they walked in. They were here for dinner too, but they headed straight for a private dining room. Sherilyn didn't want to cause a scene. Although she didn't understand the insistence on orange juice, she quickly grabbed it and gulped it down.

"Is that alright now?"

"Of course," Hannah raised an eyebrow, "Always the big-hearted one!"

Turning away, a sly smile crossed her face, and a spark of cunning flashed in her eyes.

By the time Daphne looked their way, everything was already settled.

The elegant lady with her was none other than Derek's mother, Mrs. Brooks, who pointed at Sherilyn.

"Is that the young lady Mr. Johnson recommended?"

"Yes, that's her." Daphne nodded with a smile. "She's really talented, definitely the future star of the Lightning Dance Troupe."

"Is that so?" Mrs. Brooks sighed in relief. "That's wonderful. Let's go, I'm starving."

"Okay."

Late at night.

"Ugh, hmm..."

Rebecca was awakened by strange noises, breaking out in a cold sweat. After turning on the light, she saw Sherilyn curled up in a ball under her blankets, making those whimpering sounds. "Sherilyn!"

Rebecca immediately got out of bed and rushed to Sherilyn's side, "What's wrong? Are you feeling okay?"

Sherilyn was sweating profusely, clutching her stomach before suddenly sitting up and rushing to the bathroom. She had a stomach ache. Before Rebecca woke up, she had already made several trips to the restroom. After all that, she was left with severe cramps.

"Sherilyn, I'm coming in."

Rebecca, worried, pushed the door open and handed her a towel to clean her face. "Is it diarrhea?"

"Yeah." Sherilyn nodded weakly, embarrassed. "Can you step out for a moment?"

"Why be embarrassed?"

Rebecca could see what was happening, "This isn't your fault. You're sick. How do you feel? Tell me the truth." Sherilyn wanted to insist she was fine but ended up confessing, "Not good. My stomach really hurts."

"Jeez." Rebecca frowned. "You can't just tough it out."

She immediately got up, "I'll contact the hotel to see if they have any medicine."

"Thanks."

"Why thank me? Anyone can feel unwell."

Rebecca waved it off and headed out.

After calling the front desk, they said, "We do have some over-the-counter medicine. We'll send it right up."

"Thank you."

Anxious, Rebecca waited at the door.

Soon enough, a staff member arrived with the medication. Daphne, who was staying next door, opened her door. "What's going on, Rebecca?"

"Leader."

Holding the medicine, Rebecca explained, "It's Sherilyn. She seems to have eaten something bad and has had diarrhea several times. Now she's got stomach cramps, so I got her some medicine." "Is that so?" Hearing this, Daphne came over. "Let me see her."

"Sure."

Entering the room, Daphne saw Sherilyn lying on the bed, weak. In a rare moment of tenderness, she touched Sherilyn's face.

"Take the medicine and rest up. If you're still not feeling well, have Rebecca let me know."

"Thank you, Ms. Hansen."

"Don't be silly, thank you for what? Just take your medicine. I'll leave you be."

Daphne got up and returned to her room.

She was sharing with Mrs. Brooks that night. Mrs. Brooks, having nothing better to do, had come to watch the show, not expecting to get caught in a storm.