Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Gilbert, let me see... uh..."

Struggling to rise, Sherilyn wanted to check on his injuries, but before she could say more, her words were stifled by a sudden, deep kiss from Gilbert.

Following that, a flurry of kisses peppered her cheeks, trailing downwards...

"Gilbert!"

Sherilyn woke up in a cold sweat. He wanted to continue? Was he out of his mind?

She tried to push him away, careful not to use too much force, "Stop it! Just stop!"

"I won't." Gilbert wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, pulling her close, while his other hand gently caressed her cheek.

"Now you're paying attention to me? Now you're actually looking at me? I hate it when you're here with me but I'm invisible to you. Do you get that? I hate it!"

"Mmm..."

He leaned down to kiss Sherilyn again.

His hand, previously on her cheek, moved to her neck, swiftly and skillfully beginning to unbutton her blouse.

What was he doing?

Sherilyn's spine stiffened, her eyes widened in shock. "Mmm..."

Her mouth was sealed, unable to protest.

No, this couldn't be happening! Not only was he covered in wounds, but they were also in a hospital room where anyone could walk in at any moment!

What should she do?

Even injured, Gilbert's strength far exceeded hers.

In desperation, Sherilyn bent her knees, gathering strength, and then kicked out forcefully!

"Ugh!"

The kick landed right on Gilbert's wounded abdomen, causing him to immediately release her. Writhing in pain, he was thrown backward, crashing to the floor!

"Gilbert!" Sherilyn scrambled up to see Gilbert on the ground, curled up in pain, his face turning pale.

"Gilbert! Are you okay?"

She jumped down from the bed, rushing to his side, trying to help him up.

"Ha, haha." Gilbert, grimacing in pain and sweating profusely, managed a twisted smile.

"Sherilyn!"

He weakly lifted his hand, grabbing onto hers.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"It hurts! The wounds... they've reopened..."

Sherilyn didn't need him to tell her; she could see the fresh blood soaking through the bandages!

"Have you lost your mind?"

Sherilyn closed her eyes momentarily, frustrated, "Did you injure your brain too? Huh?"

Looking into her teary eyes, Gilbert's smile widened despite the pain, "Haha..."

The pain intensified, and he held

onto her hand even tighter, "Good this is good... You care, don't you? Always talking about how I did everything for Caroline... Now, it's not about her; it's because of you!"

"What?" Sherilyn froze, stunned.

He whispered in her ear, "See for yourself. These wounds, they've reopened because of you!"

Sherilyn felt a chill run down her spine.

Psycho! He had truly lost his mind!

...

Gilbert's wounds had reopened in several places, necessitating a return

r surgery.

PS the operating room fol

And because it was a secondary operation, it promised to be even more complicated.

Since Sherilyn wasn't a direct relative, the hospital called Francis to come in for the necessary paperwork. Outside the operating room, Sherilyn sat quietly on a bench.

The sound of sharp heels clicked rapidly against the floor, drawing closer until they stopped.

"Sherilyn!" Caroline grabbed Sherilyn

by the

• Ron & rm, her eyes blazing. "

I

So

cruel! I've always disliked you, but

r thought you'd stoop?

low!"

Sherilyn remained silent, simply looking back at her.

"Hmph!" Caroline let out a cold laugh. "Are you jealous? Jealous of the injuries Gilbert got for me?" "What can you do? He cares about me that much! He'll care about me like this for the rest of his life!"