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..."

the punch had drained all his

sarcasm, "You... to do this to me,

won't stay in the hospital, then come

that, he lifted her up in

"Gilbert..."

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

fists, nails digging into her palms, "After being cuckolded, he still can't let her go?" Did he really like her that

of the hospital building

clenched her hands,

things to turn out

in getting pregnant with Jenna's sibling, but now

to get away from him, Caroline had inadvertently 'helped'

would dump her,

man could

car

supposed to kick her

Sherilyn reached for the car

"Don't move!"

her, his face a shade of gray,

problem with her

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

back his

carried

on the bed,

bedroomlyn to the master

in.