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!”

his tie yanked off in a swift motion and tossed aside as he lifted the whiskey bottle to

a while, everything outside went

slumped onto the

What was Sherilyn doing?

little creature! After everything he’d done for her, couldn’t she

was

the sound of a key turning in a

click, the

is it!” From outside, Sherilyn muttered

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fully entered when the strong scent of alcohol and nicotine hit

suffocatingly intense.

“What are you doing?”

noticing the whiskey bottle and the ashtray full

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

the curtains and opening the

she saw

back her irritation, she walked over, took the cigarette from his hand, and stubbed it out in the

Gilbert frowned, displeased, but

to live on smoke and

“Hmm?”

amusing. “Oh, you

“Yes,” Sherilyn nodded.

long ring of smoke. “That’s rich. You

“I, uh…”