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..."

seemed the punch had drained all

"You... to do this to me, how could you do this to me? Do I deserve this from

grabbed her wrist, "If you won't stay in the

that, he lifted her up

"Gilbert..."

there, completely ignored. This would never have happened

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

the hospital building and into

clenched her hands, her heart

to turn out this

with Jenna's sibling, but now

to get away from him,

would dump

could tolerate

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

supposed to kick

reached for the car

"Don't move!"

his face

problem with her

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

back his anger,

carried

on the

bedroomlyn to the master

her in.