Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 440

Climbing the stairs, she realized he hadn’t gone to the master bedroom but had retreated to the study instead.

Left with no choice, Sherilyn followed, raising her hand to knock gently. “Gilbert?”

Silence was her only answer.

“Gilbert,” she persisted, knocking again. “I’m sorry about tonight. Please, don’t shut yourself away. Can we talk?”

Still no response.

“Gilbert?”

Knock, knock…

Inside, Gilbert frowned, standing in front of the liquor cabinet. He uncorked a bottle of whiskey and, from the bottom drawer, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one up.

She didn’t care about him, so why should he quit drinking and smoking for her?

Whatever!

Suddenly, Gilbert froze. Had he heard something?

No, it couldn’t be…

By now, the corridor had gone silent.

Had she just left? Was that all the patience she had for him?

“Sherilyn!”

and tossed aside as he lifted the whiskey bottle to his

a while, everything outside went

slumped onto the sofa, his head

What was Sherilyn doing?

to bed already? Typical, heartless woman! An ungrateful little creature! After everything he’d done for her, couldn’t she show a little

was noise

the sound of a

with a click, the

From outside, Sherilyn muttered to herself

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entered when the strong scent of alcohol

suffocatingly intense.

“What are you doing?”

the whiskey bottle and the ashtray full of cigarette butts on the coffee

much had he actually consumed? And why had he started smoking and drinking again? The room was filled with

Sherilyn walked to the window, pulling the curtains and opening the window to let in

back, she saw

over, took the cigarette from his

displeased, but remained

courage. “Are you trying to live on smoke and Tiquor? Don’t

“Hmm?”

it amusing. “Oh, you care about me

“Yes,” Sherilyn nodded.

a long ring of smoke. “That’s rich. You caring about me? Since when did

“I, uh…”