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 person

she did. Being with him was

the night pitch black.

shouldn’t have told her to leave, not at this hour. He should have waited until

up his phone, intending to call her, he hesitated and turned the

He was scared…

Knock, knock.

study door was

the door opening to reveal Sherilyn.

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face, he watched her approach, bing his tongue

n hurt

This was real

**ey*

could hear her soft

his hand, her eyes and long lashes

bad for you. Are

glanced at the arm she

and she had

sound indifferent. “I don’t like

was momentarily taken aback, annoyed. He

the dough myself. It’s different, want

raised an eyebrow,

“Come on.”

her arm with his, leading him downstairs, “I used chicken broth from the fridge

pulled him

of spaghetti, one large,