Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

After the last incident, he was careful not to exert too much force, avoiding causing her any more pain. He could see it clearly; Sherilyn's elbow had swollen up, bulging into a noticeable bump.

And she still wouldn't see a doctor?

Showing more patience than usual, Gilbert spoke in a deep voice. "Get up, we're going to the hospital."

He had thought about just picking her up and going, but he feared her resistance might worsen her injury.

"What?" Sherilyn paused, "Didn't I say I'm not going?"

"Not going?" Gilbert's face darkened, his anger bubbling up, "You think that pathetic ice pack is going to do anything?"

"I don't know," Sherilyn admitted, "Might as well try... maybe it'll work."

What kind of logic was that?

Gilbert was not known for his patience, and after holding it in all this way, he finally burst out.

"Sherilyn, who are you being so stubborn for? Because I had a fallout with Edgar, you want to suffer with him? Is that it?"

Sherilyn was taken aback. What was he even saying?

"Or is it that..."

The words that followed were harsh and unfiltered, bursting out from Gilbert's mouth, "You want Edgar to take you to the hospital? Is that it?"

Sherilyn was struck dumb, speechless with shock.

"Hmph."

happening! If you don't want to go to the hospital, then suffer!" With those words,

shut with

and continued to

down, she knew a hospital visit was

in too much pain. A blood test was first on the list, followed by a doctor's

next morning, Gilbert returned to the master

faint groaning from the bed

find Sherilyn wincing in pain, her elbow even more swollen than the

too far; he couldn't

to avoid her injured elbow, he scooped her

"I'm not going!"

sweat from

him and whet I

she pleaded with him, "Aren't you supposed

headin

the office? Look,

don't have work this morning

Gilbert narrowed

was off.

him coming along et happening? Did

something to do

firestorm

I'll take you

his composure, Gilbert carried her downstairs, "Wait