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

do this to me, how

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

he lifted her up in

"Gilbert..."

left standing there, completely ignored. This would never

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

the hospital building and

hands, her heart

hadn't expected things to turn

had succeeded in getting pregnant with

from

would dump her,

could tolerate being

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

he supposed to kick her

car

"Don't move!"

stopped her, his face a shade of

with

got out and came around to her side, lifting her out with trembling

his anger,

carried

her on the bed,

bedroomlyn to the master

her in. Content