Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?
Chapter 306

Sherilyn was frozen in place, utterly unable to move.

Her blouse had been torn by Gilbert, her long hair a tangled mess spread out across the pillow, the bed sheets wrinkled and disheveled... "Edgar..." How was she going to explain this to Edgar?

The moment she tried to speak, tears welled up in Sherilyn's eyes.

Edgar was equally devastated. He couldn't fathom the scene before him!

Holding himself together, Edgar fixed his gaze on Sherilyn, "Sherilyn, what happened here? Can you explain this to me?" "I..."

"Explain what?"

Before Sherilyn could respond, Gilbert approached, his appearance as disheveled as ever.

He positioned himself in front of Sherilyn, a cold smile on his lips. "Come on, Edgar. Aren't you old enough to guess what we've been up to?"

"Gilbert!"

"I can't believe this!"

Edgar's face was a mix of anger and disbelief. He looked past Gilbert at the girl shielded by him, frustration and indignation bubbling beneath the surface.

"What exactly did you do? I need you to spell it out for me!"

"Alright," Gilbert raised an eyebrow, "since you're insisting, I'll indulge you..."

"Wait!" Edgar cut him off, turning to Sherilyn. "I need to hear it from Sherilyn herself! Sherilyn!"

Sherilyn lay there, motionless, tears streaming down her face.

She could see the pain in Edgar's eyes!

"I..."

"Why does she need to say anything?"

Suddenly, Adela intervened, her voice tinged with guilt, worried that Sherilyn might reveal her role in the debacle.

"Son, the truth is right before your eyes. Do you really need to hear the sordid details?"

"Yes!" Edgar's voice was tight with emotion, his eyes red. "I need to! I have to hear it from her!"

How else could he believe?

The love he had hoped for, the girl he fell for at first sight, who was just in his arms, and then... Turned to her ex-husband?

"Sherilyn!" Edgar's voice broke. "Tell me this isn't true... It's all a misunderstanding, right? Just say the word, and I'll believe you!" Adela couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, my son! Are you blind? What kind of misunderstanding requires lying here, baring it all?" "Mrs. Ferguson!" Sherilyn glared at Adela.

Her hesitation to speak was mainly because she was mindful of Adela's relationship with Edgar.

But Adela was truly ruthless!

Taken aback by Sherilyn's outburst, Adela drew back.

But before Sherilyn could say more, Gilbert swept her up in his arms, blanket and all, pulling her close. Sherilyn gaped at him, stunned.

With one arm around her and the other brushing her hair aside, Gilbert leaned in and kissed her. Sherilyn's eyes widened, her scalp tingling with shock, her whole body breaking out in goosebumps!

But before she could resist further, Gilbert let go, setting her down.

He turned to face Edgar and Adela, shrugging, "Any more questions? Is there anything else unclear?"

Edgar stood motionless, his face drained of color.

"Edgar!"

Adela, with a complicated look at Gilbert, quickly took her son's arm. "Aren't you leaving? Can't you see it's over?"

She dragged Edgar out of the room.

"Take care, no need to see yourselves out!"

The door slammed shut behind them, and Gilbert's smile vanished instantly.

Behind him, Sherilyn started to sob.