Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1107

Caroline studied Sherilyn with a smug, challenging look.

"By the looks of it, Gilbert hasn't mentioned a thing to you, has he? I wonder why that is?"

In this moment, Sherilyn found herself utterly cornered.

It was as if she were tied up, unable to defend herself from Caroline's verbal assault.

"Because, you see, he protects me," Caroline continued, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Even though he knows what I've done, he can't bring himself to do anything about it."

Her words were like whips, each one landing with a sharp sting on Sherilyn's heart.

"You might have his presence," Caroline pressed on, her gaze unwavering, "but I'll always have a place in his heart. You'll never have all of him."

Sherilyn chuckled softly, a bitter smile playing on her lips. "Caroline, your selfishness is astounding... If you can't have something, you'd rather destroy it."

Caroline's words were true, but Sherilyn could see through her intentions. She was trying to drive a wedge between them.

"Exactly! That's just who I am! You think you can be happy together? Think again!" Caroline admitted without hesitation, her chin lifted defiantly, her eyes glinting with a dangerous light.

"I want to make sure you carry this burden forever, Sherilyn. You'll never be truly happy, ever!"

Her words delivered, Caroline took one last look at Sherilyn's ashen face, satisfied that she had achieved her goal.

herself out

rooted to the spot, eyes closed tightly, trying to regain her

Caroline bumped into Gilbert as

in confusion. "What

her voice deceptively sweet. "I'm heading to Quinland this week, thought I'd drop off a little gift for you

caretaker arrived

"Josie, let's go."

"Sure thing."

baffled. What exactly had

approached, pointing towards the side room, "Ms. Bennett was in there speaking with Ms. Gomez. Ms. Gomez is still

"Alright."

nodded, a sense of unease creeping over him as he headed to the

room.

Sherilyn remained as she

heart sank at the sight of her. Her face was pale, devoid

on him, were vacant,

repeated, anxiety tightening his throat as

startled to find her hands ice-cold

you cold?" Gilbert

"Is

high? I'll turn it