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…

he had driven that

she did. Being with

pitch black. What if she ran

to leave,

to call her, he hesitated and turned

He was scared…

Knock, knock.

was knocked

door opening to

15:07

watched her approach, bing his tongue

n hurt

This was real

**ey*

now, he could hear her soft

hand, her eyes and

is bad for you. Are you hungry? I made some

glanced at the arm

left, and she had made him

sound indifferent. “I

momentarily taken aback, annoyed. He was

she persisted, “It’s homemade, I rolled the

an

“Come on.”

with his, leading him downstairs, “I used chicken broth from the fridge for the sauce, it’s

said nothing as she pulled him to the

plates of spaghetti, one large, one