Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn's eyes were tightly shut.

Memories of those four years in Crestwood haunted her like a nightmare, clinging to her even now! Emotions long suppressed burst forth like a dam breaking, tears silently streaming down her face. "I hate you, I truly do..."

"Hate that you married without love, hate your four years of silence..."

Her feelings mixed with her tears, sour and swelling.

Sherilyn struggled to lift her head, staring at Gilbert's unconscious profile, her voice deep and hoarse.

"I asked myself..."

She took a deep breath, recounting every detail.

"Without you, could I have walked away from the explosion in Crestwood unscathed?"

"Would I still be under investigation, fighting a lawsuit with Yuna?"

"Would Galen have returned safely to Elizabeth this time? Could Jenna's surgery go ahead as planned...?"

Her voice broke with every word, choked with emotion.

"Gilbert, I believed in you, believed you were good for Jenna, good for me... It's true, I believed in you..."

Sherilyn inhaled sharply, trying to hold back her tears.

"Dr. Neil said Jenna's surgery would go ahead as planned... Once Jenna is safely out of the OR, once you wake up, I, I..."

She swallowed her sobs, slowly continuing.

"I'll let go of the past, forgive you..."

"Forgive your past indifference and the coldness born from it..."

Tears welled in the corners of her eyes.

Sherilyn forced a smile, "I won't hate you anymore, I've let you go, and myself as well."

Taking a deep breath, there was a faint pain in her chest.

"So, you have to wake up! You have to live, for my forgiveness and letting go to mean anything, right?"

Outside.

Naylor had returned at some point, witnessing Sherilyn's tearful state...

His brows furrowed, glancing at Nolan.

"Sir?"

Naylor's gaze flickered, pondering something.

After a moment, he instructed, "Go fetch Caroline."

"Sir..." Nolan hesitated, looking inside, confused, "But, you know, Mr. Nine's heart belongs to the lady inside." "Affection?"

Naylor scoffed, "Sometimes, it's not a good thing."

Isn't Nine's current state the best proof?

"I only have this worthy son, I'm hoping for his long life."

He waved Nolan off, "Just go!"

"Yes, sir." Nolan didn't ask further, complying with the order.

Naylor looked inside, narrowing his eyes.

His relationship with Nine was too strained to withstand more turmoi out of this matter with

Sherilyn.

...

Sherilyn was escorted out by the bodyguards, still seated on the couch in the waiting area.

Waiting in silence.

As time ticked by, Sherilyn grew increasingly anxious. Nolan had

hurriedly fetched her from the wet

she badn't brought her phone

She hadn't even left a message for Sophia.

They would be worried not seeing her.

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Sherilyn looked towards the bodyguards, "Can I make a phone call, please?"

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you're to stay in the ward and t

contact the outside world."

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Want to make a call? To ask for help?

Though the bodyguards weren't afraid, they preferred to avoid trouble.

"You..." Sherilyn was frustrated, wanting to argue further. "My daughter..."

Suddenly, the ward door swung open.

Entering was Caroline.

Sherilyn looked up, and in the moment their gazes met, both women were taken aback.