Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 555



Gilbert got into a bit of a scrape.

Just half an hour ago, as he was leaving the executive office of Johnson Group and heading towards his car in the underground parking lot, someone suddenly charged at him.

The attacker was wielding a machete, not uttering a single word before swinging it at him!

Luckily, the injury wasn't severe.

Sitting in the car on their way to the hospital, Sherilyn clasped her hands together, her lips barely parted, her face stoic.

But beneath the calm exterior, her eyes were swirling with thoughts - perhaps this was her chance...

Upon arriving at the hospital, Caroline also showed up, and the two of them stepped into the emergency room together.

"Over there..." Abel led the way ahead of them.

Sherilyn didn't need Abel's guidance; she had already spotted him.

The curtain around the bed was drawn back, and Gilbert emerged, looking relatively unharmed except for his left arm, which was raised and wrapped in a bandage.

Just like Abel had said, the injury was indeed minor.

"Gilbert!"

"Gilbert!"

Both women called out at the same time, and Gilbert looked up when he heard their voices.

Caroline was about to step forward but was sharply pulled back by Sherilyn, who gave her a smile, "He's my boyfriend, so back off, will you?" "Gilbert!"

Letting go of a stunned Caroline, Sherilyn jogged over to Gilbert.

Gilbert, alarmed, frowned and scolded, "Stop! Don't run!"

Pregnant women shouldn't be running like that!

But Sherilyn didn't listen and dashed up to him, throwing her arms around him.

Gilbert was taken aback, stumbling backward a step or two.

"What's wrong?"

Sherilyn was startled, her pale face looking up at him, her brow furrowed, eyes reddening.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No, it's not that..."

Caught off guard by her embrace, Gilbert was overwhelmed, stuttering as his Adam's apple bobbed.

They had even argued that morning, and he thought they wouldn't reconcile so soon.

But now, here was Sherilyn in his arms!

Because he was hurt, she was worried about him; he wasn't completely absent from her heart!

A wise man takes the hint, especially when Sherilyn was already making it so easy for him!

"I'm okay." Gilbert wrapped an arm

around her waist, lifting his

bandaged

arm slightly, "Justa!"

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"Just the arm?" Sherilyn seemed skeptical, inspecting him from head to toe, "Let me check!"

Gilbert, indulging her, spread his

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He had two bodyguards, Allen and Abel, brothers. Allen was there during the incident and had protected Gilbert.

Allen had also sustained minor injuries and was being treated in the next room.

Gilbert glared at Abel, "What did I tell you? Didn't you make it clear to Sherilyn? What if you scared her?"

And she was pregnant!

"I..." Abel felt wronged, "I did say, Mr. Gilbert, that your injury wasn't severe."

"All's well then..."

Sherilyn sighed in relief, then suddenly clutched her stomach.

"Sherilyn!"

Gilbert, alarmed, quickly supported her, looking down with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Sherilyn nodded, then shook her head, somewhat embarrassed, "I'm just a bit hungry."

"Huh?" Gilbert was taken aback for a moment, then laughed. "A bit? You don't know if you're hungry?"

He teased her by pinching her nose, "Let's head back then. Fidelia must have the soup ready by now."

It was dinner time, so it was normal for Sherilyn to feel hungry.

"No, no." Sherilyn pointed towards the hospital convenience store next to the emergency room, "I want some hot dogs! They sell them right

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