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 drained all

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

stay in the

he lifted her up in his

"Gilbert..."

completely ignored. This would never

cuckolded, he still can't let her go?" Did he really like her

the hospital building and

her hands, her heart

things to turn out this

pregnant with Jenna's sibling, but

from him, Caroline had inadvertently 'helped'

would dump her,

could tolerate

car stopped. Sherilyn frowned. Why did

to kick

Sherilyn reached for the car door, ready

"Don't move!"

voice stopped her, his face a

with

came around to her side, lifting her

back his

carried

on

bedroomlyn to the master

in.