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!"

approached

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

"Sherilyn!"

paparazzo aside, handing him off to Charles who was following close

as Gilbert

"Sherilyn?"

froze, noticing her abnormal

ghostly pale, her lips colorless, and her eyes

if she didn't recognize

wrong with you? Look

forward, trying to get

"Stay back!"

him, Sherilyn's voice was stern and terrified,

told you

brick, her body

couldn't go on. She

his hand to the back of her neck. With a soft groan, Sherilyn's eyelids drooped, and she collapsed into

brick from her hand with the other, and then glanced at the bodyguard who had

"Bring the car around!"

"Yes, Mr. Nine!"

...

"Mr. Nine, where to?"

arms, gently brushing a lock of hair from her face, "To Blue

such a

a

"Yes, Mr. Nine."

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

en route and arrived

"Please, examine her."