Chapter 1185

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"She..."

Sherilyn's voice trembled with disbelief as she glanced at Gilbert. She tapped her temple, her meaning clear even without words.

"Yeah."

Gilbert nodded, meeting her gaze. He knew she'd figured it out—and he confirmed it.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

"No way. No way!"

Sherilyn suddenly barked, stepping forward and shoving open the hospital room door.

"Sherilyn!"

Gilbert blinked and hurried in after her.

"Caroline!"

Sherilyn marched straight up to Caroline, who sat slumped in a wheelchair by the window. She gripped the handles, fixing her with a glare.

A bitter, mocking laugh escaped her lips. "Look at me. Look at me!"

Caroline flinched, her eyes wide and confused, like she didn't recognize Sherilyn at all.

"You"

"Cut the act!"

Out of tricks, so you're playing crazy now? Only someone

people insane."

jaw, her

man? Really? You've got

"Sherilyn..."

but he hesitated,

looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with tears. "Gilbert... Who is

frowned, jaw

"Why?"

own sanity slipping. Maybe Caroline was faking. Maybe

was about to lose

glared at Caroline, her voice

"Because you're shameless!"

"Sherilyn..."

gently arm and

taking b

bet

to calm down.

for

"Let go of me!"

off. She grabbed Caroline's

look up.

shameless, got it? Can you

"No... no..."

shrank back, fear in her eyes. She shook her

you! Please, let me go!

it?

"I'm not-ah-"

sideward

struggle, Caroline tumbled wheelchair and all, crashing hard to

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