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

sudden jerk at the back of his neck, then

"Sherilyn!"

to the scene, flung the paparazzo aside, handing him off to Charles

shouted as Gilbert

"Sherilyn?"

noticing

was ghostly pale, her lips

as if she didn't recognize

with you? Look at me, it's

a step forward, trying

"Stay back!"

him, Sherilyn's voice was stern and

you to

a brick, her body trembled

go on. She

stepping quickly towards her and raised his hand to the back of her neck. With

from her hand with the other, and then

"Bring the car around!"

"Yes, Mr. Nine!"

...

"Mr. Nine, where to?"

arms, gently brushing a lock of hair from

such a state might

they needed a

"Yes, Mr. Nine."

at Blue Haven, Gilbert carried Sherilyn from the car into the main bedroom of the

contacted en route

"Please, examine her."