Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

When seeing Sherilyn on the couch, Gilbert's charming green eyes narrowed in displeasure. "Why didn't you answer the door?"

'Because I didn't have the strength.' Sherilyn thought to herself silently.

But she didn't explain but only shook her head. She knew that any explanation was just an excuse in his eyes.

When someone dislikes you, even your breathing seems to bother them.

Sherilyn felt uncomfortable and asked directly, "What brings you here?"

He didn't even want to see her, did he?

"Hmph, you think I actually wanted to be here?" Gilbert's disdain for her was palpable as he gave her a cold look. "Grandma sent me to ensure you got on your flight!" Oh, so that was it.

Sherilyn's heart sank. What was she still hoping for?

"Where's your luggage? Upstairs?" Gilbert was growing impatient. To him, every extra moment in this place, every additional glance at Sherilyn, was a torment!

Sherilyn nodded, then shook her head. "It's upstairs, but I haven't finished packing..."

home the night before. But she felt unwell

all

anger surged within him. She couldn't

"What are

Sherilyn nodded blankly and hurried

sweat. Something was off. She felt her forehead. It was burning hot! Even the air she exhaled felt like fire! She had a fever. It must have been from getting

to her room and get some cold medicine. As she was about to take

take the medicine! Whether or not she wanted to keep the baby was still uncertain, but as long as it was in her womb,

Her stomach

to the toilet as she vomited profusely.

on the tap, rinsed her mouth, and splashed water on her face, trying to lower her scorching body

slightly

coming up to

he saw she hadn't finished packing. "Sherilyn, where are

and stepped out of the bathroom. With a pale complexion,

Johnson." Gone was the usual affection in her voice. Sherilyn called him by