Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 441

What’s going on here?

Sherilyn peered into his face, searching for clues. Was this a breakup in the making?

She had to admit, panic was setting in. “Gilbert…”

“Leave!”

Gilbert’s eyes were shadowed, a tired gesture of his hand accompanying his command, “Go! While I’m not regretting this, just leave!”

Sherilyn stood frozen, dumbstruck.

“Leave, will you!”

His sudden outburst made Sherilyn’s shoulders tremble. With a furrowed brow, she hesitated, then turned and walked away.

Her footsteps echoed, growing fainter until the door to the study clicked shut. Gilbert’s gaze sharpened as he stood and made his way to the liquor cabinet.

The burn of whiskey was a poor distraction from his thoughts. Did anyone remember that today was his birthday?

His birthday, not Mr. Gilbert’s. Probably not.

In the early years, Caroline used to sneak him gifts, whispering a happy birthday.

But those days had faded…

Tonight, all he wanted was to spend his birthday with someone special to him. Yet, even that simple wish seemed out of reach…

driven that

right? Of course, she did.

pitch black. What

immediately. He shouldn’t have told her to leave, not at this

phone, intending to call her, he hesitated and

He was scared…

Knock, knock.

door was knocked on

up, the door opening to reveal Sherilyn. She

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stole face, he watched her approach, bing his tongue to test

n hurt

This was real

**ey*

could

eyes and long lashes

empty stomach is bad for you. Are

at the arm she was

she had made him

tried to sound indifferent. “I don’t

momentarily taken aback, annoyed. He was

the dough myself. It’s

raised an eyebrow,

“Come on.”

his, leading him downstairs, “I used chicken broth from the fridge for

pulled him to

of spaghetti,