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..."

she got home the night before. But she

"You have all

surged within him. She couldn't possibly be thinking

"What are you spacing out for?

okay." Sherilyn nodded blankly

first instinct was to go to her room and get some cold medicine. As she was about

wanted to keep the baby

stomach

her mouth, rushed into the bathroom, and clung to the toilet as she vomited profusely. When she finally stopped,

and splashed water on her face, trying to lower her

Gilbert's low, slightly hoarse

Gilbert coming up to hurry

finished packing. "Sherilyn, where are you? Come

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

voice. Sherilyn called him by his full name. "Can I, can

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