Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1121

Sherilyn lay on the bed with her eyes closed, not bothering to even lift an eyelid.

The mattress dipped beside her as Gilbert sat down.

"Sherilyn," he called softly, resting a hand on her shoulder. He gave her a gentle nudge. "Come on, get up and eat something, okay?"

Sherilyn remained silent, ignoring him entirely.

"Please," Gilbert coaxed her in a gentle voice. "You need to eat so you can take your medicine."

He was being annoyingly persistent.

"I'm not hungry," Sherilyn muttered, keeping her eyes shut and shaking her head.

"That's not good," Gilbert frowned slightly, trying to help her sit up. "Are you feeling weak? Do you want me to help you?"

"I said I'm not hungry!" Sherilyn snapped, suddenly opening her eyes and pushing him away with irritation. "I don't want to eat or take any meds! I just want to sleep, okay? Let me sleep!"

She turned away from him, pulling the comforter over her head.

"Just leave, and don't forget to close the door," she added, her voice muffled by the blanket.

Despite her outburst, Gilbert didn't seem upset, only resigned. Sherilyn heard him stand up and walk toward the door.

Finally, some peace, she thought, breathing a sigh of relief as she peeked out from under the covers. His intrusion had scattered her sleepiness, and she'd have to try to coax it back again.

respite was short-lived. Not long after, the door creaked open

on earth was he

shut, refusing

on the bedside table before sitting back

bite," he urged gently, looking at her back. "I know

he leaned down,

in surprise. She glared at him, "Why are you being so annoying? Can't

I can't," Gilbert replied, holding her close. "I won't

sudden sting in her

Knock, knock, knock!

door suddenly echoed with

of them

voice called

Gilbert

Sherilyn urged him.

agreed,

and went over to the door, opening it.

"Morning, Daddy," Jenna chirped,

on her tiptoes and

to go in.

there? I

Mommy!"

sweetie," Gilbert said, scooping Jenna

her path.