Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 313

Sherilyn arrived, causing a stir just by her presence.

"What are you doing here?" Adela's voice exploded, sharp as shattered glass. "Haven't you done enough damage? If it weren't for you, Edgar would be comfortably sitting in his family estate in Sunhaven, living the life of a true Ferguson heir!"

Sherilyn stood motionless, like a statue amidst the chaos.

"Leave!" Adela was inches from lunging at her, held back only by Gilbert’s calming hand.

"Mrs. Ferguson!" Gilbert glanced at Sherilyn, then back at Adela. "What if Edgar wants to see her? We don’t know his condition. If...I mean, if he does ask for her?"

Adela fell silent, her anger subsiding into a sea of what-ifs. Yeah, what if her son really had a last wish? Could she deny him that, in his potentially final moments?

Adela covered her face, a gesture of pure anguish.

Gilbert added, with a hint of bitterness. "And remember, you know better than anyone that if Edgar's in this mess, it's your fault!"

Adela turned pale, her voice lost in the storm of her emotions, only managing a nod. "Fine, she can stay."

Gilbert sighed in relief and turned to Sherilyn.

"Are you alright? She didn’t hurt you, did she?" But Sherilyn dodged his outstretched hand, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, lost in her thoughts.

"I lost my mom shortly after I was born…my grandma passed away when I was fifteen, and now, Edgar..."

"Sherilyn," Gilbert stopped her. His voice was stern, his brows knitted in concern. "Don’t talk like that!"

But it was as if she heard nothing. "Everyone who has ever loved me... ends up hurt. Every single one..."

"Sherilyn…"