Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1225

What does this mean?

Gilbert frowned in confusion as he twisted the cap off the pill bottle.

Sherilyn had told him not to just glance at it and move on. Did she mean he should check every single pill?

He decided to do exactly that.

He shook a handful of pills into his palm and gathered them together.

Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine.

A thought struck him, and he began to count the pills one by one: one, two... twenty... thirty.

Exactly thirty.

He picked up the bottle and read the label. Sure enough, it clearly said: 30 tablets.

A full bottle. Not a single one missing.

Gilbert slowly looked up, his voice strained. "You... didn't take a single pill?"

"That's right."

Sherilyn nodded, a faint smile still on her lips. "This time I checked very carefully." She let out a soft sigh. "Both prescriptions were filled at the same time. I only took half a sleeping pill the other night because I couldn't sleep."

"Why?"

grip tightened around the bottle. "The sleeping

her tone light and almost playful. "Because if I don't

shock. "You want to get

a small, almost

his eyes wide with disbelief. "Is it...

Sherilyn's smile faded,

"Even if you hate that I'm taking care of Caroline, that's no reason to

Sherilyn tilted her head back, her voice barely above a

nothing else?" Gilbert pressed his hand to his forehead veins standing out in his frustration. "Which doctor have you been seeing? I'll take you right now or we

said his name softly, her gaze locked on his, despair

it? Do

lost. What was he

bitter laugh. "I can see a doctor, follow instructions,

cooperate with treatment. But there's one

soon as he heard this, Gilbert dropped to one knee in

promise

Really?

nothing for a moment, hoping he would

spoke slowly, "Cancel the

One second. Two.

in earnest devotion

"I will not

that!"