Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1110

With a scoff, she glared at him, "You've turned me into a laughingstock in front of Caroline!"

Her arm jerked as she shoved Gilbert away and dashed up the stairs.

"Sherilyn!"

Gilbert, caught off guard, stumbled back before regaining his balance and swiftly following her. But he was too late; Sherilyn had already slammed the door.

When he arrived, all he could do was watch helplessly as the door clicked shut.

"Sherilyn!" Gilbert pressed his ear against the door, instinctively raising his hand to knock but hesitated.

He couldn't. It was late.

Making too much noise would wake Jenna.

Yet, he couldn't just walk away, so he stayed by the door. "Sherilyn... can you hear me? Please, open the door."

Inside, Sherilyn leaned against the door, tipping her head back.

The strength she had been holding onto slowly ebbed away, and she slid down, collapsing weakly to the floor.

She had cried plenty before.

But nothing compared to the torrent that now overwhelmed her.

She closed her eyes, biting her lip, and cried like a child, "Oh, oh..."

had confided in Joyce, saying she didn't want to bring up the past for fear

How ironic.

known

many times had she imagined how he would react

Surely, he would?

that nothing

her and Jenna, yet when it came

her and Caroline, he sided

Why?

didn't love her

"Oh, oh..."

buried her face in

those years in Crestwood

nowhere else to turn, she had to

there, in public, her dignity and livelihood reduced to

Gilbert faintly

to

"Sherilyn..."

ét

with her, "Please, open the door. If you're upset, hit me, yell

he said, the door stayed closed, unmoving.

forehead against the door, tears slipping from his

eyes,

nose. Content belonging

"Please don't cry, please..."