Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Hearing the noise, Sherilyn and Edgar froze, simultaneously turning their heads to look.

Gilbert? Sherilyn was surprised. What was he doing here at this time?

"You're here? Let's step outside to talk..."

Instinctively, Sherilyn pushed Edgar behind her, taking a step forward to shield him. Given their past encounters, she feared Gilbert might lash out at Edgar. This instinctive protective gesture deeply infuriated Gilbert.

"Heh."

Gilbert chuckled darkly, advancing step by step. "Talk outside? Let's talk right here. What exactly are you two up to?"

"I..."

Before Sherilyn could finish, Gilbert suddenly reached out, pushing her aside and swiftly grabbed Edgar by the throat.

"Ugh!"

Edgar tried to fight back out of instinct, but Gilbert was too strong for him, pushing him back until he was trapped against the conference table. "Edgar!"

Sherilyn's face turned pale with shock, and she rushed forward, desperately trying to pull Gilbert's arm away.

"Gilbert, calm down!"

down? You're here cheating on me, and you

indescribable fury, a tempestuous storm in his eyes ready to engulf

his eyes hauntingly fixed on Edgar. "Daring to touch what's mine? You've got guts! I just wonder if

could

go back with you... Can we talk about this

words only seemed to needle him

narrowed his eyes, looking at her tear-streaked face, his palm cradling her cheek, fingers tracing the tears spilling from the corners of her eyes. He scoffed.

shuddered, catching a glimpse of madness in his eyes. Without thinking, she clung

same time,

"Gilbert, Edward, Elliot!"

pronounced each syllable of name deliberately,

breaking through his

of me like this? How

jerk, he

"Ah..."

her. He just wanted

back, barely managing to catch herself

horror, her elbow slammed into the

made her see stars, eliciting a

a nerve in both

simultaneously halted,