Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Caroline felt a rush of joy and excitement.

She glanced at Gilbert, "Did you hear that? She admitted it herself!"

But Gilbert wasn't looking at her. His dark eyes were fixed on Sherilyn.

Through gritted teeth, he growled, "Let's talk inside!"

"Why do we need to go inside?"

Sherilyn couldn't help but laugh, "Did you not hear me the first time? Then let me say it again..."

This time, she looked only at him, gazing into the depths of his eyes.

"Listen carefully, the child... it's not yours..."

"Enough! Shut up!"

The man roared in anger, suddenly raising his fist.

Was he going to hit her? Sherilyn instinctively closed her eyes and raised her hands to protect her head!

The punch landed with a 'thud' on the wall behind her!

Sherilyn opened her eyes, confused, to see Gilbert's face right near hers-angry but holding back. His whole body was trembling with rage and restraint.

He didn't look good.

"Sherilyn..."

punch had

a smile, but his eyes were full of sarcasm, "You... to do this to

wrist, "If you won't stay in the hospital, then come home

lifted her up in

"Gilbert..."

left standing there, completely ignored. This would never have happened

nails digging into her palms, "After being cuckolded, he still can't let her

the hospital building and into the

her hands,

things to turn out this

with Jenna's sibling, but now

about how to get away from him, Caroline

would dump

man could

at Golden Oak Manor, and the car stopped. Sherilyn frowned. Why did he

supposed to kick

for the car door, ready

"Don't move!"

his face a shade of

froze. What was the problem with her getting

came around to her side, lifting her out with trembling arms, careful and

back his anger,

carried

on

bedroomlyn to the master

her in.