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

must have left, right? Of course, she did.

was late, the night pitch black. What if she ran

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

to call her, he hesitated and turned the screen off

He was scared…

Knock, knock.

study door was knocked

opening to

15:07

watched her approach, bing

n hurt

This was real

**ey*

could hear her

her eyes and long lashes conveying a gentle

you. Are you hungry? I made some

arm she was holding,

she had made

tried to sound indifferent.

annoyed. He was so difficult

persisted, “It’s homemade, I rolled the

an eyebrow,

“Come on.”

moment, Sherilyn linked her arm with his, leading him downstairs, “I used chicken

pulled him to the

of spaghetti, one large, one