Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 771

As Caroline approached, the pungent smell of alcohol hit her. She frowned, "How much did you drink?"

Yates, surprised to see her there, chuckled awkwardly. "Oh, Caroline, you're here."

Caroline nodded, "I came over, and your cleaner was just leaving... Yates, could you help him onto the couch?"

Yates hesitated, "Should I take him upstairs instead?"

Caroline gestured to her leg and then at Gilbert, "He's too drunk; if he needs anything during the night, I won't be able to help him upstairs. Just leave him on the couch." "You're going to take care of him?" Yates asked, surprised.

"Yes," she nodded. "If he gets sick or needs water, someone should be here."

"Well..." Yates hesitated but then agreed, "Alright then."

It was a bit of a struggle to get Gilbert onto the couch, but thankfully, it was large enough for him to spend the night comfortably.

After ensuring Gilbert was settled, Yates looked at Caroline, "I guess I'll head out then."

"Thanks for making the trip over. I appreciate it."

"No problem."

together. But with Gilbert

to fetch a blanket to cover Gilbert, when suddenly, he

"Gilbert?"

her, Gilbert rushed to the bathroom. Caroline frowned as she heard the sounds of him retching, followed

her wheelchair closer to drape the blanket over him. She then wheeled herself to the bathroom to get

his arm, she whispered, "I know it's tough, but I'm here

Gilbert's grip tightened on her hand. "Gilbert?" Caroline

In his half-sleep, Gilbert murmured,

a jolt, withdrew

hand,

"Sheril expression cooling.

care about? Can't let

Sherilyn... Is that all

you

morning, Gilbert awoke with his head still a bit foggy, the aroma of food lingering in the air.

his temples, "What are you

didn't just come here; I also made

him, "You reek of booze. Go