Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 691

Gilbert's eyes narrowed sharply, a mix of shock and anger flashing through them, but he found himself at a loss for words.

After a brief stare-down, Edgar, carrying Sherilyn in his arms, sidestepped Gilbert and dashed towards the ambulance.

Gilbert didn't hesitate; he was right on Edgar's heels in an instant.

"Doctor!"

As they arrived at the ambulance, Edgar gently laid Sherilyn down, and immediately, paramedics pulled out a stretcher, hooked her up to an oxygen mask, and started an IV. "How is she?"

Edgar and Gilbert stood side by side, their gazes fixated on Sherilyn, who lay with her eyes tightly shut. Their hearts were in their throats as they asked with trepidation. "Carbon monoxide poisoning. The oxygen mask isn't enough! Plus, the patient's in a coma and shock; we need to treat to prevent brain swelling! We're heading to the hospital now!" "Alright!"

"Alright!"

Edgar and Gilbert's expressions hardened, and they nodded in unison, their voices overlapping.

Sherilyn was quickly loaded into the ambulance, and both Edgar and Gilbert climbed in after her.

Sitting opposite each other, neither man looked at the other; their focus was solely on Sherilyn lying between them.

In the silent ambulance, the air was thick with worry and tension, as if a battle was about to commence.

Upon reaching the hospital.

rushed into the emergency room by

the door shut behind them,

her into the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, stat!

directly at each other-like two rivals whose shared animosity was unmistakable.

a storm brewing beneath his features. He managed a strained smile towards Edgar.

"Huh?"

an eyebrow, a trace of sarcasm

"Gilbert, what are you talking about? I didn't do anything worth your thanks,

frowned, puzzled by Edgar's

pressed on, despite his irritation, "You saved

smirk on

Last I checked,

her suitors, aren't you? Doesn't seem

tone was calm, but every word was a

the fragile peace between

and rivalry were palpable, ready

chilly tone in his voice, "At least I

heavy with disdain: "Kid, does your mom

aback, his handsome face