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?"

and pushed open her

followed right behind, dropping to

my fault! Please, don't

have to apologize

visibly upset, struggled to free

deal with it! I'm not interfering anymore! It was

spoke, she tried to pry his hands

you have

there's

her stomach, his

feel terrible. My

he

right!" Sherilyn, frowning, tried to lift

was holding on too

she saw him with

panic, "Come

over,

murmured her name with his eyes

glances, Charles and Sherilyn both

able to speak; he hadn't passed out

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

tried to refuse. Didn't drink

his discomfort was the

of the situation, Sherilyn

the Harrison family