Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 417

Gilbert was struck silent. This was the first time, as far as he could remember, that Sherilyn had ever mentioned her mother in his presence.

There was a hesitant pause before he spoke, “Your mom, she’s buried here?”

“Yeah.”

Sherilyn nodded, her gaze lingering on the hill ahead, silent and shrouded in

sorrow.

Taking in her pale face, Gilbert quietly took her hand.

“Is today your mom’s birthday, or is it… the anniversary of her passing?”

“Neither.” Sherilyn shook her head, letting out a long sigh. “I just… missed her.” As she spoke, a quick mist clouded her eyes, turning them glossy.

Gilbert tightened his grip on her hand, “Let’s go then.”

The path up the hill was treacherous, but Gilbert led her, supporting her carefully.

“Careful, this way.”

Holding onto his arm, Sherilyn stepped onto a flat stone and paused, looking up at him.

“Are we there?” Gilbert asked, puzzled.

“Gilbert.” Sherilyn shook her head. “Wait here for me, please. Any further and my mom might see you.”

What did she mean by that? Gilbert almost immediately grasped her meaning, but with it came an uncontrollable surge of anger!

“Sherilyn!” Too upset, he let go of Sherilyn and paced back and forth a few steps.

Stopping in front of her, he couldn’t help but ask, “You don’t want your mom to see me?”

Sherilyn nodded, unflinchingly

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infuriated man, she was perplexed.

be?” Gilbert laughed bitterly, his face turning a

our relationship, I’ve come all this way, and you’re saying I shouldn’t pay my respects to

“Our relationship?”

him,

I to you? Your ex–husband? Your current boyfriend with

“Sherilyn…”

“Stop.”

tired and didn’t want to argue. “My mom loved me a lot.

she was worried about me… I don’t want her to know my her last moments, she

is such

her face, her big eyes brimming with

vulnerable.

say you’d be good to me from now on? Does that promise mean

was at a loss for words. He had said that, but was it applicable

situation?

with Sherilyn’s tearful look, he couldn’t bring

spoke again, her voice soft

“I’ll be quick.”

his displeasure, Gilbert stiffly agreed,

“Thank you.”

the flowers, watching as she turned

urge to

he only

he wasn’t worthy enough to meet her mother. Whose

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