Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 304

Sherilyn wanted to say that while he could help her with a glass of water, a trip to the bathroom was beyond his assistance.

But she dared not object. After all, his intentions were genuinely good this time.

Words were about to escape her lips.

“Shut up!” Gilbert, sensing her about to speak, cut her off impatiently. “I don’t need your gratitude. Just rest!”

He slung his legs over the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, leaned back into the chair, and took a moment for himself.

Now, Sherilyn finally had a moment to really look at him.

What happened to him? Where did he come from?

She had noticed it earlier–Gilbert had a bandage wrapped around his head. That much she could see.

Was he injured? A head injury? Did he have injuries elsewhere on his body?

What brought him to Crestwood, and how did he get hurt? Was he at the RED Dance Troupe show last night?

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But he wasn’t even into modern dance…

Before she could figure it out, the doorbell rang!

with agile speed, he stood

“Who’s there?”

the door right away but peeked through the peephole

his spipe–outside stood Adela, accompanied by

knew–Adela’s intentions

old fox,

had used her tricks on Sherilyn sending thugs

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to

what a heartless move! To dissuade her son, she wouldn’t hesitate to drive a dagger into

to look at Sherilyn on

should he do

door and exposed all of Adela’s doings in front of

what if

this time,

way, Adela’s plan would succeed… Edgar and Sherilyn would part

grew rapidly, consuming his

he

forgotten. He was here

darkened as he walked back to Sherilyn, suddenly bending down,

was startled. What was he up

his hand, gently resting it

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uneasy, her voice trembling as she looked