Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 346

Edgar sat on the edge of the bed, the dim light threly illuminating the room, silently watching her sleep. How he wished this moment could last a little longer, much longer.

The party finally came to an end. In a quiet corner, Gilbert massaged his cheeks, tired from the forced smiles that had made his facial muscles stiff. He pulled out his smartphone, swiping it on. It was clean–no messages, no missed calls. Not a single word from Sherilyn all night!

Suddenly, he looked up, the phone spinning in his palm before he dialed her number with a stem face.

But…

“The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.”

What’s happening? He tried again. Same result. Was her phone dead? Or did she deliberately turn it off to avoid him? Sherilyn, you better turn that phone on and answer my call! But she didn’t.

“Gilbert!”

Down the hallway, Caroline was pushing Francis in his wheelchair, waving at him. “Let’s go!”

“Coming!”

and followed them. Whatever. If she didn’t want to deal with him, he was better

night, Gilbert couldn’t sleep. He checked his phone repeatedly, trying to call Sherilyn again, but to no avail. What was going on? Gradually, his anger turned to worry. Could something have happened to Sherilyn? Was she sick? It had snowed last night; had she gone out? The more

morning, before the shift change, Sherilyn urged

fine now. It’ll get busy after the shift

“Alright.”

drove her to

“This is good.”

got out of the car, snowflakes gently

1/2

stepped out, and, limping slightly, hurried to

hand, which he opened and wrapped snugly around her neck, covering her head and face.

This will keep you warm. Don’t catch a

with unspoken affection. Tears welled up

I’m not cold.”