Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



Even if it was a gift from Galen, it was hers now!

"This is insane!"

Sherilyn jerked her arm free from Yuna and turned to leave.

"You're not going anywhere!"

Trembling with rage, Yuna lunged at Sherilyn, "Sherilyn, you witch, I've had enough of you!"

"Ahh!"

Sherilyn stumbled forward, her forehead crashing against the car, sending a sharp pain through her skull. She touched her forehead, her fingertips coming away with blood. No wonder it hurt so much!

"Crazy!"

Sherilyn swung her arm back, smacking Yuna squarely across the face.

"Ahh..."

Yuna screamed, tumbling to the ground.

Her face hit the pavement, and her nose started bleeding. Seeing the blood only fueled her fury.

She scrambled to her feet, pulled a small knife from her bag, and charged at Sherilyn, "You've ruined my face, now I'll ruin yours!"

As Sherilyn braced to fight back, a figure dashed in, shielding her and knocking Yuna's arm away.

Sherilyn looked up, clutching her forehead in shock.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

It was Gilbert.

Gilbert's brow furrowed with concern as he noticed the blood on her forehead.

"Does it hurt?"

He reached for a tissue, intending to wipe the blood away.

Sherilyn remained silent, turning her face away.

Her resistance was clear.

"Sherilyn?" Gilbert's heart clenched, "You're bleeding, it could get in your eyes. Let me help."

"No need..." Sherilyn shook her head, avoiding his gaze.

By now, others had gathered around, including Callie.

Callie took the tissue from Gilbert and wrapped an arm around Sherilyn's shoulder.

"Let me do it."

Sherilyn couldn't dodge in time, and Callie pressed the tissue against her forehead, smiling reassuringly.

"I'll clean it up. You two broke up, it's not right to be too close now."

Security had arrived by then, looking to Gilbert for direction.

"Mr. Gilbert, what should we do about this?"

Gilbert glanced disdainfully at Yuna on the ground, then back to Sherilyn's bleeding forehead.

"Call the police!"

Yuna was still making a scene,

crying and pointing at Sherilyn, "Go ahead, call them! She stole my boyfriend, ruined my life, and now my car! People like her should be locked up!"

"Mr. Gilbert..."

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The security guard whispered, "It seems like a lovers' quarrel, is calling

the police really the best.

And this lady here is injured too."

Implying both parties were at fault.

Gilbert frowned, a lovers' quarrel? Over Galen?

He waved dismissively, “Just handle it.”

"Understood, Mr. Gilbert."

The guards half-dragged, half-escorted Yuna away.

She was still shouting, "Bitch! This isn't over! I'll get you for this!"

"Gilbert."

Callie tugged at Gilbert's arm, nodding towards Sherilyn, "Her forehead won't stop bleeding. might need to go to the hospital."

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"No need." Sherilyn shook her head in refusal, "I'll take care of it..."

Gilbert grabbed her wrist, leaving no room for argument, "You expect me to just stand by? Not happening!"

How could he leave her like this, bloodied and hurt?

"Get in the car! We're going to the hospital!"