Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 123

Suddenly, Gilbert glared at Ms. Smith, his narrow, deep eyes radiating a deadly chill

“You dare lay a finger on her? So you can’t keep your disgraceful dad in line, and you go after a helpless girl instead?”

Ms. Smith was taken aback, glaring back at Gilbert with fury. “Who the hell are you? One of her patrons? Ha! Such a filthy woman, you men must be born with a taste for trash,

Gilbert sneered as he pulled Sherilyn close, his grip tightening until his knuckles whitened. “If you weren’t a woman, do you think you’d still be standing here in one piece? Still able to spew your garbage at me?”

Ms. Smith was startled. Though his tone was calm, the towering rage in his voice was unmistakable.

“Get lost!”

The next second, Gilbert’s demeanor changed from gentle to disgusted, growling lowly. “Move it, or I can’t promise I won’t get physical!”

Ms. Smith swallowed hard. “You… Fine, you’ll see!” She didn’t dare to confront him and scrambled away, a mess,

“Sherilyn?” Gilbert looked down at the person in his arms, her complexion still pale. “How are you feeling?”

“Ah…”

was more than that; her throat felt like it was sliced open and burning. Tears

her into his arms. “Don’t be scared, we’re heading to the hospital

somewhat dazed. Was she confused? Could she really see concern…

underwent a thorough

scans, frowned deeply. “Her vocal cords and cartilage are

the doctor cast a suspicious

clearly annoyed. “Just tell me

“You’ll need

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your diet. For a while, you shouldn’t, and really can’t, speak. Just

it that

eyes narrowed, anger swirling within. Ernest’s daughter, to think

go get

“Alright.”

down at Sherilyn. “I’ll be right back with your medicine. Just sit here and wait for me.”