Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1242

"He didn't leave me! I—I was the one who wanted out! I chose to walk away from him!"

Galen blinked, clearly taken aback, suspicion flickering across his face. "Really? Is that how it was?"

"Yes!" Sherilyn tugged urgently at his arm. "Come on, get up! Didn't you hear me?"

"Oh..." Galen sniffed and finally let go of Gilbert, getting shakily to his feet.

"You..."

Sherilyn hesitated, turning to Gilbert. "Are you alright? Did he hurt you anywhere?"

"Sherilyn!"

Galen couldn't hold back any longer. "Why do you care about him so much? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. He's not going to die or anything."

"Enough!"

Sherilyn shot her brother a sharp look. "He once saved your life. You can't speak to him like that."

She was thinking of the time when Malvina Clayton had kidnapped Galen and hidden him in Ivy Hollow Woods. Gilbert had come to the rescue-perhaps for Jenna's sake, but if he hadn't, it would've been Galen, not Jenna, who'd been bitten by that venomous snake.

Galen scowled and fell silent, lips pressed into a thin line.

"Sherilyn."

Gilbert slowly pushed himself upright, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and forced a crooked smile. "I'm fine... Don't let someone like me be the cause of trouble between you and your brother."

"Well, then..."

Sherilyn bit her lip, glancing at the blood on his face. "You should see a doctor, okay? You need to take care of that."

pointed at the spot on his

Gilbert promised

"We, um..."

arm through Galen's, backing away. "We're going inside. Take care

"Yeah, sure."

smile. "Goodbye." Gilbert shoved his hands in his pockets, his gaze fixed on

you looking

siblings turned and disappeared through the front

to

eyes never left Sherilyn's retreating figure. Under his breath, he

they really... ever see each

finally slipped

a dry,

a minute,

of dizziness washed over him. Gilbert pressed a hand to

been watching anxiously, stepped forward. "Let's get you to

had

more frequently

had mentioned seeing

earlier in the

been too hectic.

Gilbert muttered. He knew his own body wasn't really his anymore; he couldn't afford to take

"Schedule it-for tomorrow."

a board meeting

and sisters would all be there. If he suddenly failed to show up

a crucial moment, it'd only

of Blue Haven, he couldn't afford a

sir..." Charles sighed, resigned.