Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 489

"Ever since I woke up, you've just been going through the motions!"

Gilbert's frustration was building, turning into anger, "If you didn't want to take care of me, you could just leave! I don't need this reluctant company!" He made a motion with his arm and shouted, "Go on, leave! Right now!"

His gaze was stormy, his mood tempestuous.

Sherilyn couldn't help but frown. She knew she had been half-hearted, but she couldn't admit it, especially not now.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, taking his hand.

Gilbert tried to pull away.

"Don't be mad." Sherilyn placed both hands on his, holding tight.

"I didn't realize a baked apple would upset you this much. I got it wrong. I was worried about leaving you alone too long, afraid you'd wake up and panic not seeing me, so I asked the housekeeper to make it. You love my homemade dishes, right? I'll cook for you every day from now on, how about that?"

Was she serious?

Gilbert looked at her skeptically.

She was obviously trying to placate him, yet he sensed something deliberate and distant in her efforts...

You can tell when someone truly cares about you; it's not just lip service.

But to ask her to leave again...

He couldn't bring himself to do it. He didn't want to let her go!

Gilbert swallowed hard, staying silent.

"Come on, don't be mad." Sherilyn persisted, picking up a spoon and got some baked apples, "This is really good too. Let me feed you, here..." "Ah..."

Against his better judgment, Gilbert opened his mouth.

After much coaxing, she finally got him to finish the baked apples and took the bowl away, then went to pack her bags.

Gilbert lay in bed, watching her move in and out, his gaze following her every move.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Once she finished packing, Sherilyn grabbed her phone and lay on the couch.

She wasn't much for games, so she opened a streaming app and started watching a reality show.

Gilbert couldn't tell what she was watching, but he heard her laughter ringing out continuously.

"Sherilyn." Gilbert's gaze fixed on the woman on the couch, his brows furrowed deeply, "Come here."

Sherilyn put away her phone, "Need water or the bathroom?"

"Neither." Gilbert patted the bed beside him, "Come here, lie next to me. The couch is too small; it can't be comfortable." "I'd rather not."

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With that, she picked up her phone again, returning to her show.

In that moment, Gilbert's anger peaked, and he couldn't hold it back any longer!

Suddenly throwing off the covers, he gritted his teeth and got out of bed, making his way to the couch.

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"Gilbert, you..."

She was so shocked she could barely speak, "What are you doing?"

It was hard enough for him to turn over in bed, yet here he was, standing up?

"If you won't listen, I'll just have to come and get you."

Pain tightened his features as he bent down, scooping up Sherilyn.

"I want you to lie next to me!"

"Gilbert!" In the moment she was

Sherilyn's eyes widened in alarm, instinctively strugglin

me down right now!"

Was he out of his mind?

"Stop that! You'll reopen your wounds!"

"I don't care!" Gilbert scoffed, carrying her to the bed, his face turning pale, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Ah!"

Sherilyn cried out as he placed her on the bed.