Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1039

Charles lowered his voice, casting a wary glance upstairs, "Don't let Ms. Gomez catch wind of this!"

The servant nodded hurriedly, alarmed at the news that Mr. Nine had indulged in alcohol. If Ms. Gomez found out, there would be hell to pay. "I'll help Mr. Nine to his room, you bring up the medicine."

"Alright."

Gilbert, dizzy and barely on his feet, leaned on Charles as they headed upstairs.

As they reached the staircase, they bumped straight into Sherilyn, the smell of alcohol hitting her like a slap in the face.

He's been drinking?

Gilbert froze, a guilty smile creeping onto his face. "Sherilyn..."

With a cold, dismissive laugh, Sherilyn didn't utter a word, just turned and walked away.

"Sherilyn!"

Panicking, Gilbert shook off Charles and chased after her, grabbing her wrist. "Let me explain..."

"What's there to explain?"

Up close, his breath reeked of alcohol.

Sherilyn's disgust was palpable, her frown deepening. "Taking your medicine while drowning in booze? Might as well throw all those meds away! Why bother with the pretense?"

forcefully pulled away and pushed open her room door

to his knees

sorry! It's all my fault! Please, don't be

to apologize to

struggled to free

your mess, deal with it! I'm not interfering anymore!

spoke, she tried to pry his

have to

you... there's no one else for

against her

I feel terrible. My head's spinning,

what he

frowning, tried to

holding on too tight,

down, she saw him with

called out in panic, "Come quick,

over, helping

her name with his eyes

both

able to speak; he hadn't

attempted to explain, "Mr. Gilbert had no choice. Tonight... with the Naylor siblings around, he was trying not to

tried to

reason for his discomfort was

the gravity of the situation, Sherilyn was momentarily

the Harrison family feud. Although she