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!"

you're playing crazy now? Only someone as clueless as Gilbert would fall for this! insane?

people insane."

her words

a man? Really? You've got no

"Sherilyn..."

behind her, wanting to intervene, but he hesitated,

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

frowned, jaw tight,

"Why?"

her own sanity slipping. Maybe Caroline was faking.

Either way, Sherilyn was about to

glared at Caroline,

"Because you're shameless!"

"Sherilyn..."

gently arm and whispering

taking b

bet

"You need to calm

outside for a

"Let go of me!"

him off. She grabbed Caroline's

look up.

got

"No... no..."

her eyes. She

don't know you! Please, let

it? Then stop

"I'm not-ah-"

sideward

tumbled wheelchair and all, crashing hard

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