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!"

cheating on me, and

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

hauntingly fixed on Edgar. "Daring to touch what's mine? You've got guts! I just wonder if your skills are as big as your courage!" "No, stop!" Sherilyn lunged forward,

how ruthless he could be; Edgar never stood

go back with you... Can

words only seemed to needle him

tear-streaked face, his palm cradling her cheek, fingers tracing the tears spilling from the

of madness in his eyes. Without thinking, she

same time, she yelled, "Edgar,

"Gilbert, Edward, Elliot!"

of

through his

this? How

jerk, he shook

"Ah..."

her. He just wanted her to let go, to

that slight force, Sherilyn stumbled back, barely managing to catch herself on a nearby

her elbow slammed

see stars, eliciting a sharp

struck a nerve in

and Edgar simultaneously halted, turning