Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn glanced at Francis, her voice soft but firm, "So... I'm really sorry, but there's no way I can help you." "I understand."

Compared to Gilbert, Francis was more restrained.

He nodded with a slight smile, "Rebecca is lucky to have a friend like you. And me..."

His words took a turn, and the smile turned bittersweet.

"I'm her nightmare! If I could, I wish she had never come into my room that night..."

His voice was deep and filled with regret as he explained that night's events to Sherilyn.

"You mean..."

Sherilyn frowned, piecing it all together.

"Bro, you were drugged that night?"

"Yes." Francis couldn't bring himself to look at his sister, closing his eyes and nodding. His handsome face was full of embarrassment.

"Even so, I truly owe Rebecca an apology... I've tried to reach out to her, but I heard she got married..."

So, even if he wanted to make amends, it was too late.

If only Eddy had decided to reject Rebecca White right after the incident, maybe things would be different now.

But there are no ifs in life.

Sherilyn sighed softly, "Bro, I've got it... I'll find a chance to talk to Rebecca, but whether she accepts it or not, that's up to her."

"I understand."

Francis nodded, "Anyway, I really appreciate you doing this."

With that, he stood up.

"It's getting late, I should be going..."

He glanced at his sister, "You and Gilbert, try to get some rest, okay?"

"Sure."

Sherilyn and Gilbert both stood up, escorting Francis out. "Take care, bro..."

"Head back in."

The two stood at the door, watching as Francis drove away, one looking down, the other gazing up, before their eyes met. Gilbert wrapped his arm around Sherilyn, heading back inside.

"You think..."

Sherilyn's brow was still furrowed

they returned to their room, her concern evident, "Isn't it weird? How

could Rebecca White

birth?"

"Yeah, it is."

Gilbert agreed, nodding.

He closed the door and they lay down on the bed together.

"Right?"

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Sherilyn was full of questions, "Nine months of pregnancy, the pain of th... how could she have no of it?"

She grabbed Gilbert's hand as he pulled the blanket over her.

"Could my brother have been mistaken? It was dark in the room that night, wasn't it?"

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, "Even if my brother was mistaken, what about the paternity test? That can't be wrong." "True."

They had undeniable evidence!

Sherilyn felt deflated, "So what really happened?"

"Stop worrying about it..."

Gilbert pulled her closer, burying his head in her neck, "My head's feeling a bit heavy."

His words successfully shifted Sherilyn's focus.

"Not feeling well?"

She looked down, gently touching his head.

"Just a bit..." Gilbert nestled in her arms, his lips curving into a smile, "Probably just tired." "Then you should rest."

"Yeah."

Gilbert's arm wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her close.

He lowered his head, his lips finding her

inves then moving down to her

cheek, and finally capturing her lips in a gentle, lingering kiss.

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"Let's sleep, we have to head over to the main house early tomorrow." "Mhm."

Sherilyn realized a bit too late, he was already comfortably lying in her bed. "Gilbert?"

There was no response, just the steady sound of his breathing as he held her close.