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

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

stay in the hospital, then

that, he lifted her

"Gilbert..."

completely ignored. This would never have

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

of the hospital building and into

her hands,

hadn't expected things to turn out

getting pregnant with Jenna's

get away from him, Caroline had inadvertently

would dump her,

could tolerate

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

he supposed to kick her

Sherilyn reached for the car door, ready to

"Don't move!"

her, his face a

was the problem with her getting

got out and came around to her side, lifting

back his

carried

on

bedroomlyn to the master

her in.