Chapter 892

"Are you still not feeling better?" Gilbert frowned, then suggested, "Why don't you take the medicine now?"

As he spoke, he started to open the pillbox.

"Wait!" Sherilyn grimaced, gesturing for him to stop.

"What's wrong?" Gilbert paused, puzzled.

Sherilyn hesitated, thinking her resistance would be evident. But it seemed some things needed to be spelled out.

She chuckled ruefully, "Are you actually concerned about me? Do you care that much?"

Caught off guard by her direct question, Gilbert's eyes flickered, and after a brief silence, he nodded, his gaze showing a hint of uncertainty. "Is... Is it okay for me to care, Sherilyn?"

Without a second thought, Sherilyn shook her head, "No, it's not okay. I don't need it," she said, coughing as if a feather was tickling her throat. "You don't need it?" Gilbert's expression darkened, his eyes turning cold.

"Then whose concern do you need? Edgar's?" Gilbert scoffed, "Isn't your current state because of him? Too bad, he doesn't want you anymore!" What? Sherilyn was stunned. What was he babbling about?

within her, and she pointed toward the door, "Get out! Just

his words almost

in apology,

her breath, she laughed coldly, "Yeah! Edgar doesn't want me anymore! I'm sick from heartbreak! But that's my own doing. What does it have to do with you?" Hearing this, Gilbert felt a sting in his heart. Sherilyn admitted

grasped her arm, his voice trembling. "He doesn't want

Sherilyn glanced at his hand on her arm, her

think about him and think about

stiffened,

forget? You yourself said you wouldn't trouble me

shivered and nodded solemnly, "I did

"And yet..."

his eyes blazing with a deep intensity, "But I can't do it." Sherilyn was

laughed at

away. But

cut him off

Did you even think about your girlfriend when you were saying all this?" Gilbert was taken aback. His

"Cough, cough!" Sherilyn clutched

chest, coughing violently. know you're

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