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 really think you can pull this off? Out of tricks, so you're playing crazy

people insane."

jaw, her words

a man? Really? You've got no shame left,

"Sherilyn..."

hovered behind her, wanting to intervene, but he hesitated, his arm half-

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

frowned, jaw

"Why?"

her own sanity slipping.

Sherilyn was about to

Caroline,

"Because you're shameless!"

"Sherilyn..."

in, gently arm

taking b

bet

to

outside for a

"Let go of me!"

snapped, shaking him off. She grabbed Caroline's chin, forcing

look up.

said you're shameless, got it?

"No... no..."

fear in her eyes. She shook her

you! Please, let me

it? Then

"I'm not-ah-"

sideward

tumbled wheelchair and all, crashing

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