Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 694

"Just saying, 'Sherilyn, I'm on it. I'll swap him in."

"Edgar... no, don't..."

As he turned to leave, a weak voice stopped him in his tracks.

Sherilyn looked pale, her voice barely above a whisper, drained of all strength. "Edgar?" he asked, bending down to grasp her hand, "What's wrong?" Sherilyn shook her head, struggling to speak, her voice raspy and hoarse, "No, don't... see him..."

"Not see him?"

Edgar repeated, confused, then a realization hit him, though he was still uncertain, "Sherilyn, are you saying you don't want to see Gilbert?" With great effort, Sherilyn nodded.

She knew there needed to be closure between them, but she was just too exhausted now, needing rest more than anything.

Although Edgar didn't understand why, he was ready to support Sherilyn without question.

He simply nodded, "Alright, I got it. You rest up."

Relieved, Sherilyn closed her eyes.

...

Outside the hospital room, Edgar emerged to find Gilbert, his eyes lighting up with determination as he moved to enter. But Edgar stopped him. "Don't go in."

over, "You think you can stop

about Sherilyn?"

Gilbert froze, confusion etching

tightened on Gilbert's arm, "She said

"Bullshit!"

to believe

wouldn't she want to

rejecting his advances lately, she'd never refused to

think because you saved her,

the door open, charging into the room. "Gilbert!" Edgar hissed, "You can't go in there! Sherilyn

commotion startled

a headache surge upon seeing Gilbert. Why was he still here? She had barely escaped death's grasp, and all she wished

me

seeing her frail form

"Sherilyn, you're..."

he could finish,

face away, closing heret

of refusal. She didn't want

"Sherilyn?"

Edgar stepped

pull him

sea

really doesn't