Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?
Chapter 327

"Whoa there!"

That kick nearly hit Gilbert right in a sensitive spot. Luckily, his reflexes were sharp, and he caught her ankle in the palm of his hand.

He couldn't help but chuckle, "Come on, get up. Did you forget we're here to watch the sunrise?"

"No, not getting up..."

Sherilyn remained sprawled out, eyes shut, waving him off, "Don't wanna see it."

Gilbert was flabbergasted. How could this be?

If she missed the sunrise and then complained about it later, he'd never hear the end of it.

He bent down, scooped Sherilyn up, blanket and all, and carried her to the deck, setting her down on a lounge chair.

All that effort, and any chance of Sherilyn going back to sleep was gone.

"Ah..." She yawned so hard tears streamed down her face.

"Tired, huh?" Gilbert sat down beside her, tucking the blanket around her a bit tighter.

The sea breeze was chilly; he didn't want her to catch a cold.

"Mhm." Sherilyn nodded. She really didn't get the romance of waking up early just to watch the sun rise.

"Give me a sec." Gilbert got up and headed inside the cabin.

Soon, he was back. "Here."

"What's this?" Sherilyn took it and saw a steaming hot ear of corn.

"Eat up." Gilbert was all smiles as he watched her, "Sweetheart, this won't make you gain a pound, promise."

He then pressed a paper cup against her cheek, "Hot coffee, black. Good for burning fat and reducing puffiness." Sherilyn was stunned.

It was as if she didn't recognize him, staring blankly at him.

Indeed, this version of him felt foreign to her.

Unreal, almost like a dream....

No.

Sherilyn shook her head gently, even in her dreams, he had never been this kind to her...

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her gaze fixed on him, Gilbert felt a bit self-conscious, touching his face, "Something on my face?" "No." Sherilyn shook her head, a soft chuckle barely escaping her lips. "Just feeling a bit sentimental."

Sentimental?

Gilbert immediately understood, lowered his head, brushed her hair aside, and rested his forehead against hers.

"I was a jerk before, you've forgotten that, right? From now on, I'll be good to you, okay?"

Those words were so sweet...

For a moment, Sherilyn was dazed.

Suddenly, she pushed Gilbert away, pointing excitedly at the horizon and shouting, "The sun! The sun's coming up!"

At the edge where the sea meets the sky, golden rays slowly emerged, a gigantic golden yolk popping out of the sea...

Sherilyn's sleepiness vanished completely! The sunlight twinkled in her eyes.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

She was captivated by the sunrise, and Gilbert, he was captivated by her.

"Yes." Sherilyn nodded, fully immersed in the moment, finally understanding the romance of a sunrise.

"I knew you'd like it."

Suddenly, Sherilyn snapped back to reality, turning to look at the person beside her.

So, this was what he was like with others.

He could be thoughtful, setting up plans the night before, waking up early just to catch a sunrise.

She never got this treatment when she was his wife, but today, she finally experienced it.

Sherilyn chuckled, self-deprecatingly, biting into the corn and sipping her coffee.

...

After they left the yacht, Gilbert drove Sherilyn back to the entrance of Twilight Trail, "Go get some good sleep."

"Will do."

Sherilyn waved him off, watching his car drive away. Instead of looking for a bike-share, she opened a ride-hailing app and headed straight for the hospital.

"Dr. Williams."

She greeted Jenna's primary doctor, William's younger colleague, Elijah.

Pulling out a test tube from her bag, Sherilyn handed it over, "Please take care of this."