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!"

here cheating on me, and you tell me

burning with an indescribable fury, a tempestuous storm in his eyes ready to

his eyes 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

ruthless he could be; Edgar never stood

back with you... Can we talk about this

only seemed to needle

cheek, fingers tracing the tears spilling from the corners of her eyes. He scoffed. "Who are you crying

of madness in his

time, she yelled,

"Gilbert, Edward, Elliot!"

pronounced each syllable of

breaking through

this? How can you do

jerk, he shook Sherilyn

"Ah..."

he hadn't used much force nor had he intended to hurt her. He just wanted her to

that slight force, Sherilyn stumbled back, barely managing

elbow slammed into

stars, eliciting a

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simultaneously halted, turning their attention to