Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

The officer asked. “Where’s the child’s dad?”

Sherilyn gave a sheepish smile, her eyelashes fluttering nervously “There’s no dad. I’m a single mom.”

After hearing that, the officer fell silent. He waved Sherilyn through, Fine, Ill make an exception this time. Go ahead

“Ah, thank you. It’s very kind of you officer!”

“Move along now!” The officer lifted the barrier to let her pass, then set it back in place

Sherilyn checked her phone for directions. Walking to the town hall would take her nearly two and a half hours. She gritted her teeth and decided to keep going.

Maybe she’d find a cab along the way Just the thought of spending money on a ride made her wince. But no matter, she was determined to end things with Gilbert

In his car Gilbert checked his watch. It was already five o’clock in the afternoon! Sherilyn still hadn’t shown up. She had made him wat for two hours!

Growing impatient. Gilbert swiped his phone, redialing Sherilyn’s number.

Sherilyn picked up the call. “Hello?”

“Sherilyn“” Gilbert’s anger burst forth, “Are you playing games with me?”

On the other end, Sherilyn’s voice was faint, “Sorry, I’m almost there. Can you wait a bit longer?”

Wait a bit longer?

Gilbert let out a quiet snart and muttered, “Fine, I’ll wait.”

He was curious to see how she planned to end this charade today.

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Finally, Sherilyn called Out of breath, she said, “Tm here! Where are you?”

“Really?” Gilbert looked outside.

A tax pulled up before the town hall, and Sherilyn stepped out. “Thanks a lot”

She closed the door and looked around. “Can you see me? Or have you already gone in?”

“I see you wait there.” After hanging up, Gilbert slipped out of his car holding a black umbrella, and walked toward Sherlyn

Seeing her drenched, her hair wet, covered in mud, he couldn’t hide his disgust. “Where did you wander off to? You’re a mess! “Let’s just go.” Sherilyn didn’t answer, rubbing her nose. “It won’t stop the divorce.”

“Sherilyn!” Without thinking, he reached out to grab her arm.

“What are you doing?” Shenlyn jerked away, glaring at him. “Don’t touch me! I’ve told you so many times!”

Gilbert was stunned. It was that look in her eyes again. Every time he touched her, she looked at him with fear, loathing, and strong resistance.

Did she hate him? Gilbert felt a tightness in his chest, inexplicably uncomfortable.

Angrily, he snapped, “Sherilyn, cant I even touch you? What’s wrong with you? if you’re sick, go see a doctor!”

“What?” Sherilyn clutched her abdomen. The cold rain and the long journey had made her pain worse than ever. She bither lip, her complexion pale.

Nodding, she said, “Yes, I am sick! But don’t worry, we’re getting a divorce soon and then well have nothing to do with each other?” “Hmph!” Gilbert scoffed, eyeing her disdainfully, “You knew we couldn’t get a divorce today, didn’t you? So, you’re saying this to avoid the

divorce.”

“What?” Sherlyn looked confused, staring at tes cold, indifferent face

“Drop your act!” Gilbert didn’t glance af her, coldly saying “You timed it just when the town hall was closing! You’ve gone out of your way to avoid this divorce!”