Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 693

The moment the hospital room door snapped shut, Gilbert's handsome face turned stormy, his hands clenched in silent fury.

Charles glanced at his brooding expression and frowned, guilt washing over him.

"Mr. Gilbert, I messed up," he admitted, his voice laced with regret.

Edgar had outmaneuvered them, reaching Sherilyn first and putting Gilbert at a disadvantage.

But could Gilbert really blame Charles? Or even Edgar?

Far from it. In fact, he owed Edgar a debt of gratitude. If it hadn't been for him, Sherilyn's fate might have been dire.

Gilbert closed his eyes tightly, the thought of losing Sherilyn dwarfing any rivalry with Edgar.

"It's okay," Gilbert finally said, his jaw set. He shook his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the hospital room door. "We'll just have to wait."

After all, Sherilyn was safe now, and that was what mattered most.

But did Sherilyn... have feelings for Edgar all along? Despite never reciprocating Gilbert's affections, it seemed she had a soft spot for Edgar. And now, after Edgar had risked his life for her...

Could it be that Sherilyn would choose Edgar over him?

...

Inside the hospital room.

Sherilyn lay still on the bed, an oxygen mask covering her face. At the sound of footsteps, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Sherilyn," Edgar whispered, treading softly to her bedside, his voice gentle to avoid startling her.

"How are you feeling?"

Sherilyn attempted to speak, but Edgar quickly intervened, "Don't talk. The nurse said you're too weak for conversation. Just blink or nod, okay?"

...

Sherilyn managed a small smile, a silent assurance that she was okay, that the danger had passed.