Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Sherilyn."

At the sound, both heads turned in unison.

Striding over with his long legs, Gilbert approached, eschewing a suit for a light cashmere sweater.

His face wore a smile, but his demeanor was distant and cold.

A jolt ran through Sherilyn, and she stood up. "You're here."

"Gilbert." Edgar, supporting his arm, nodded with a smile.

Gilbert lifted his arm, taking Sherilyn's hand and naturally pulling her into his embrace.

He gently touched her face.

In a soft voice, he said, "Got a bit of a scare, didn't you? You, always taking risks without thinking. It's just a watch, an external possession. If it's gone, it's gone. Why chase after it? Let me see, did you get hurt anywhere?"

His tone was intimate, unabashed by the company they kept.

"I'm fine. It's Edgar who got hurt," Sherilyn frowned, uncomfortably turning her face away.

Gilbert's fingers paused, and his gaze darkened a shade.

him touch her? Because

owe you one. You saved my life! If anything had happened to Sherilyn, what would I have done?" Edgar forced a smile, somewhat sheepishly, "No need for thanks, Gilbert. Sherilyn and I

Just then, Charles arrived.

him over,

"Mr. Gilbert."

"About time."

care. He's Sherilyn's lifesaver. Arrange the surgery and

"Let's go."

giving his instructions, Gilbert wrapped his arm around Sherilyn, turning

almost yanked out the door, staring at him in disbelief, "Where are

at her with a slight smile, his tone

help but

he arrived at the hospital, she knew he was upset, but she hadn't expected him to do something so

to pull away, "You can go home if you want, but I

"Not coming with me?"

her escape, "What, planning to spend the night here? Pining

in her chest, her face paling, "Edgar got hurt because of me. He's waiting for surgery. It's only right,

"Charles is here!"

rebuttal was logical, his eyes narrowing, "I'll ensure he's seen by the best doctors, placed in the best ward, and cared for

least

smile, "Be reasonable, at least