Their eyes locked.
Silence fell like a heavy blanket for a few seconds.
The sound of snow falling was the only thing audible.
Gilbert's face darkened like the sky before a storm, oppressive and suffocatingly serene.
His gaze fixed on her, his voice low but clear, “Don’t tell me you spent the whole night with him?”
Sherilyn opened her mouth, “Yes, but…”
But Gilbert couldn’t contain himself, “Yes?” His eyes instantly turned fierce.
“Sherilyn!”
Suddenly, he grabbed her chin, his handsome face inches from hers, a cold laugh escaping his lips.
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you? You gave your dress to Caroline just so you had an excuse not to go to the gala, to meet your ex? Is that it?”
Faced with his sudden rage, Sherilyn was taken aback.
Edgar stood to the side, watching the situation deteriorate, hurriedly trying to explain, “Gilbert, you’ve got it all wrong. Last night, Sherilyn had a bike accident, I was just taking her to the hospital…”
“Shut up!” Gilbert glared at Edgar, his eyes ablaze.
“And you!” He suddenly grabbed Edgar by the collar. “Touching my girl, are you looking for trouble?”
Before anyone could react, his arm swung, a punch landing squarely on Edgar!
“Ah!” Edgar, still limping, had no chance to fight back and collapsed on the ground, his face turning pale from pain.
“Edgar!” Sherilyn was horrified.
Seeing Edgar like this made her feel like a harbinger of doom. Was anyone kind to her doomed to suffer?
Without a second thought, she rushed over and knelt down, shielding Edgar with her body.
Looking up at Gilbert, “Stop it! What Edgar said is true!”
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