Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1236

But he had no choice-he had to agree.

Now that he finally knew the truth, what right did he have to ask her to stay? How could he expect her to spend the rest of her life with him after everything?

During the days he'd been away, guilt and shame gnawed at him until clarity struck like a bolt of lightning.

To her, he was nothing but a malignant tumor.

If she was to have any chance at a real life, she needed to cut him out- completely.

Life is short, only thirty thousand-odd days and nights strung together. He'd already ruined ten years of hers.

All he wanted now was for her to live the rest of her life on her own terms, just as she wished.

And as for him?

A man like him didn't deserve to imagine a future.

Whatever time he had left, he would spend every waking moment atoning for what he'd done, until the end.

"Sherilyn..."

Gilbert spoke her name softly, a thousand tangled emotions in those two syllables.

"From now on, I hope you'll live a happy life. Really happy."

lips parted, her mind finally catching

He agreed.

agreed-after she'd torn open every

Her voice trembled as she nodded. "I will... I

guessed it in the lonely

"So..."

his voice thick with emotion. "I'll go now. I won't disturb your rest

time packing your things over the next few days. I won't come back. I won't get in

Sherilyn's

taking in the sight of her as if trying to memorize every

She nodded. "Okay."

he reached the door,

abruptly and disappeared

there, puzzled,

later, Sherilyn emerged, holding a small bag in

this?" he asked,

reached inside and pulled out a bundle of

eyes.

a year ago, picking it up again and again, never quite finishing. He remembered teasing her, saying, "Maybe you'll finally finish

softly, stretching it out for

enough, the sweater was

for parent and child. Jenna's had

eyes, his voice barely more than a whisper.