Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 702



"I really like you, I mean, I truly do!"

"Enough already."

Sherilyn shook her head, clearly annoyed.

"After all this time, you keep playing these games. Is it fun for you? Because, honestly, I'm exhausted."

Her voice cracked, a hint of finality in her stare.

"All I am to you is someone to flirt with when you're bored. And Caroline, she's the one you'd go to the ends of the earth for, your true love." "Ah."

Sherilyn frowned and let out a sigh, "I just don't get it. Why can't you just be happy with her? Why keep dragging me along?"

Her tone grew harsher, "Do I look like someone who enjoys being treated like this?"

"No, it's not like that!"

Gilbert's hands shook as he tried to hold hers, his adam's apple bobbing, "Sherilyn, you can hate me, blame me, but please don't leave me!" "Don't you get it?"

Sherilyn looked at him squarely, taking a deep breath, "I don't hate you, and I don't blame you. I just... don't want to be with you." She paused before continuing.

"I'm here, in this situation because of you. Let's just call it even and move on."

"Sherilyn!" Gilbert's eyes trembled visibly.

"Please leave, I've said all I needed to. I'm tired and I need to rest..."

Sherilyn closed her eyes and turned her face away, refusing to engage further.

"...Alright."

Gilbert nodded reluctantly, his gaze lingering on her now slightly pale face. He swallowed his bitterness.

"Rest well. I'll come to see you again."

Sherilyn lay quietly, pretending not to hear until he had left the room. Then, slowly, she opened her eyes.

He said he'd come again?

Had all her words fallen on deaf ears?

...

That afternoon, Sherilyn had another session in the hyperbaric chamber and felt much better.

She was supposed to be discharged the next morning, but she didn't want to wait.

Staying would mean just lying around, and what if Gilbert showed up again?

Besides, she wanted to go back to spending time with Jenna, and she had already missed a day of shooting.

In the evening, Sherilyn completed

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there wasn't much to pack up.

As she left the room, she bumped into Edgar Ferguson.

"Edgar?" Sherilyn was surprised. He had just visited that morning, and here he was again?

Edgar smiled gently, "You seem less than thrilled to see me."

"No, it's not that..." Sherilyn chuckled, "I'm fine now. You're always so busy, why come all this way again?" "What do you mean why?"

Edgar feigned anger, giving her a

playful glare, "If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known you were getting discharged. Why not stay another night for observation?"

"I'm really okay."

Sherilyn's voice was raspy as she explained, "It's just my throat that's still a bit sore, everything else is fine."

After confirming with the doctor that she was indeed alright, Edgar insisted,

"Let me drive you home."

Before Sherilyn could protest, Edgar added, "Don't say no. I'm offering a free ride. Why waste it, right?" "...Right." Sherilyn laughed, nodding in agreement.

They had barely left when Gilbert arrived.

He was about to knock on the door,

how Sherilyn had rejected him, when a nurse walked by. Content to

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"Oh?" The nurse noticed him, "It's you again?"

"Yes." Gilbert nodded.

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"Didn't you know?" The nurse looked surprised, "She's already been discharged."

"Discharged?" Gilbert's heart sank, "When?"

"Just a little while ago," the nurse checked her watch, "Not even ten minutes past. She just left."

Gilbert's expression darkened. She was still so weak, and yet acting so recklessly!