Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 903

"Argh..."

Sherilyn was swinging wildly, eyes shut tight, oblivious to the world around her. The only sounds were the anguished yells and the crashing of objects breaking. The man sprawled on the ground, caught unawares, raised his arms to shield his head.

He was a paparazzo, and what shattered was his camera.

He had been tailing Sherilyn, hoping to snap some 'exclusive' shots, but instead of exclusives, he got a beating! "Stop it!"

The paparazzo, wincing from the pain in his arm, shouted.

"Stop! I didn't mean to hurt you!"

But Sherilyn, as if deaf to his pleas, kept swinging the brick in her hand erratically.

"Hey!"

The paparazzo growled, grabbing her wrist, "I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear?"

Sherilyn's eyes snapped open at the grip on her arm, staring blankly at the man before her without moving a muscle. "Scream!"

She let out a piercing scream and raised the brick again!

"Are you crazy? If you keep this up, I'm going to have to defend myself!"

He tried to snatch the brick from her. "Give it here!"

"No! Don't touch me! Ah..."

"Stop!"

footsteps approached from

paparazzo felt a sudden jerk at the back of his neck, then he

"Sherilyn!"

handing him off to Charles who was following

shouted as Gilbert attempted to

"Sherilyn?"

noticing

her

as if

with you?

took a step forward,

"Stay back!"

was stern and terrified, tears rolling silently

you to stay

a brick, her body trembled

go on. She might

the back of her neck. With a soft

her hand with the other,

"Bring the car around!"

"Yes, Mr. Nine!"

...

"Mr. Nine, where to?"

brushing a lock of

in such a state might

needed a doctor

"Yes, Mr. Nine."

Haven, Gilbert carried Sherilyn from the car into the main bedroom

contacted en route and arrived

"Please, examine her."