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Sherilyn glanced at her recent calls. Sure enough, the last one less than a minute long-had been with Francis.
Oh.
She pursed her lips, not saying anything more.
Guess I was just overthinking it.
…
The next morning.
Gilbert was barely awake when Sherilyn sat up as well.
You could sleep in a bit longer, you know, he mumbled.
Nah, I’m up. Sherilyn stifled a yawn. Rebecca and Joyce will be here soon.
Wait, that’s today? Gilbert’s memory jogged.
Sherilyn had told him before: she’d asked Rebecca White and Joyce to be her bridesmaids.
Of course, the Harrison family was footing the bill for their dresses.
Yep. Sherilyn nodded. We’re meeting the shop today.
She headed towards the bathroom, glancing back at Gilbert. You want to use the one in your room?
Sure.
Gilbert agreed and left for his own room to freshen up.
He was in the middle of shaving when his phone started buzzing-Francis’s name flashed on the screen.
Hey, big bro. Gilbert picked up right away.
Gilbert, Francis sounded heavier than usual, almost grave. Caroline… she’s awake.
Gilbert gripped his phone, listening in silence. His face changed, brows drawing tight in concern.
…I see. Okay. I’ll be there as soon as I can.
He hung up, rubbing his temples, but the tension wouldn’t budge. The uneasy feeling he’d had last night—it was coming true.
Something big just happened.
At the hospital.
Sometime after nine, Joyce let out a yawning sigh.
She’d just wrapped a night shift, handed over her charts, and changed out of her
scrubs. Stepping out of the ER building, she headed for the parking lot.
From a distance, she caught sight of Gilbert just getting out of his car.
Huh?
Frowning, Joyce fished her phone from her jacket pocket and dialed Sherilyn.
Joyce! Sherilyn picked up fast. You finished your shift? I didn’t want to bug you during handover-I was waiting for your call.
Huh? Joyce was even more confused now, her post-shift drowsiness gone.
So… we are meeting at the bridal shop today?
Of course! Sherilyn chuckled. Dr. Cooper, with your memory, I knew you wouldn’t forget. It’s today.
That’s what I thought! Joyce
pressed a hand to her forehead. It’s just-I just saw your fiancé. I figured he was here for a check-up or something… and I was wondering why you weren’t with him?
Wait-Joyce. Sherilyn’s laughter faded, her grip on the phone tightening. You saw Gilbert?
Yeah, Joyce replied. Tall guy, brown hair, looks like he stepped out of a J.Crew ad? That’s definitely him.
Sherilyn’s brows knitted. What on earth was Gilbert doing at the hospital?
Joyce, something just came up. I’ll have to raincheck on the bridal shop. So sorry.
Oh? Joyce didn’t sound bothered I’m fine with that, but, Sherilyn… is it because of what I said? I mean your fiance showing up at the hospital this early, that’s not normal, right?
I honestly have no idea. Sherilyn
shook her head, telling the net
There’s something I need to check. Get Some sleep, okay? We’ll reschedule.
Sure thing.
Sherilyn hung up, her frown deepening. I need to get to the hospital.
Something’s off with Gilbert.
She’d had a nagging feeling for days now-like he was hiding something from
her.
Sherilyn grabbed her phone again. She’d better call Rebecca White, so she wouldn’t make the trip for nothing.
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