Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 4

Stepping out of the hospital, she froze.

No, she couldn't just leave. The next day, she was supposed to board a plane to be shipped abroad. In a foreign country, clueless and alone, she'd be even more lost!-

So, she stood by the entrance, waiting for Gilbert. He had to show up eventually.

As time ticked away, Sherilyn's legs went numb, and the sky darkened, followed by a sudden downpour.

Just when Sherilyn thought Gilbert might spend the night inside, he appeared. The soft light lit up his figure, putting the spotlight on his handsome face and his gentle, aristocratic aura.

Gilbert frowned. "Ugh, stop her!"

"Yes, sir!" Midway, Sherilyn got blocked, unable to get any closer.

"Gilbert, I have something important to tell you!" she called out desperately.

But Gilbert didn’t even spare her a glance.

The driver pulled up the car at the curb, and Gilbert strode forward, opened the door, and ducked inside.

Sherilyn couldn’t believe it and shouted, "Gilbert! Please! I need to talk to you!"

Yet, Gilbert seemed not to hear, closing the door and instructing the driver, "Drive."

As the car started to pull away, Sherilyn, wide-eyed, saw it begin to distance.

"Gilbert!" At that moment, Sherilyn found an unknown strength, pushed past Allen, who was blocking her, and chased after the car.

"Gilbert! Gilbert! Stop the car! Please, stop the car! Waa..." She ran, shouted, and cried all at once.

She ran so fast, the air rushing into her lungs, sharp as needles. But the car only got farther away until finally, as she reached the gate, Sherilyn's foot slipped, and she fell hard on the ground.

"Ah..." Sherilyn cried out in pain.

In the car, Abel glanced back and whispered, "Mr. Gilbert, Mrs. Johnson has fallen."

Was that so?