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!”

motion and tossed aside as he lifted the whiskey bottle to

while, everything outside went

onto the sofa,

What was Sherilyn doing?

heartless woman! An ungrateful little creature! After everything he’d done for her, couldn’t she

was noise

sound of a key turning in a lock,

a click,

outside, Sherilyn muttered to herself before pushing the door

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hadn’t fully entered when the strong scent

suffocatingly intense.

“What are you doing?”

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

brief period, how much had he actually consumed? And why had he started smoking and drinking again? The

and opening the window to

back, she saw Gilbert still

she walked over, took the cigarette from his hand, and

displeased,

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

“Hmm?”

“Oh,

“Yes,” Sherilyn nodded.

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

“I, uh…”