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!"

eyes flashed, her voice shaking with anger. "You really think you can pull this off? Out of tricks, so you're playing crazy now? Only

people insane."

her words sharp as broken

this over a man? Really? You've got no shame

"Sherilyn..."

but he hesitated, his arm

with tears. "Gilbert... Who is she?

jaw

"Why?"

felt her own sanity slipping. Maybe Caroline

Sherilyn was about to lose

at Caroline,

"Because you're shameless!"

"Sherilyn..."

in, gently arm and whispering in

taking b

bet

"You need to calm down.

outside for

"Let go of me!"

shaking him off. She grabbed

look up.

you're shameless, got it? Can you hear

"No... no..."

back, fear in her eyes. She shook

Please, let me

handle it?

"I'm not-ah-"

sideward

tumbled wheelchair and all, crashing hard to

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