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Sherilyn shook her arm, trying to break free from the man’s grip.
But there was no way Gilbert was letting go now.
He tightened his hold on her wrist, keeping her close as he tried to explain.
Yesterday, she fell down the stairs at Golden Oak Manor… and ever since she woke up, she’s been like this. She’s all confused-only recognizes my brother and me.
He continued, My brother stayed here all night with her. He only called me this morning, and I came as soon as I could. Sherilyn…
He sighed, knowing he was in a tough spot. Look, I know I promised before-I said I’d let my brother handle everything with her from now on. But right now… he just can’t do it alone. I can’t leave him to deal with this by himself. Can you understand that?
Sherilyn was silent, staring straight into the room.
Sherilyn? Gilbert’s voice shook a little, his nerves showing.
Yeah. After a long pause, Sherilyn pressed her lips together and nodded. You’re right. I get it.
Sherilyn…
She really understood?
Gilbert’s tense features relaxed a bit, and he squeezed her hand.
This came out of nowhere-it’s just temporary, the doctors said. She won’t be like
this forever. They think she’s just in shock. She’ll come around…
In shock? Sherilyn frowned, confused. What kind of shock?
Gilbert hesitated, then said, It’s… about my brother.
Sherilyn raised an eyebrow. Does it have to do with Rebecca White?
He nodded, clearly uncomfortable, but didn’t say more.
So you’re not going to tell me? Sherilyn’s eyebrow arched higher, waiting for him to continue.
Gilbert looked caught. It’s… it’s my brother’s business. I shouldn’t say more. His brother’s privacy was one thing-and Rebecca White was involved, too… Sherilyn rolled her eyes, frustrated. Fine, whatever. Tell me what you can, then. Suddenly, she gave him a crooked smile. You said ‘temporary’? How temporary?
Gilbert was silent-he didn’t have an answer for that.
Sherilyn watched him, a cold little smirk on her lips. Of course-never a straight
answer.
Just then, a nurse came down the hallway with a doctor, pushing a rolling cart filled with medical supplies.
Excuse us, we need to get through…
Of course, Gilbert nodded, pulling Sherilyn gently out of the way.
I don’t
know.
with feelings for her, you won’t let this get in your bebe
with you-I only want
Please, promise
okay?
Sherilyn didn’t answer, her silence thick as fog.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash from inside the room, followed by the clatter of metal pans and trays hitting the floor.
A woman’s scream rang out.
They looked up to see that the medical cart had been overturned, its contents scattered everywhere as the nurses scrambled to pick them up.
Don’t-don’t come near me!
Caroline was huddled in the corner, clutching her head, her whole body trembling.
The nurse rushed to the doorway and, spotting Gilbert, looked relieved. Mr. Harrison-
But when she saw Sherilyn, her smile faltered.
She hesitated, then forced herself to speak. Mr. Harrison, please, could you come in? Since you left, she won’t let any of us or the doctor come near her. We can’t even check her injuries.
I understand, Gilbert said grimly, glancing at Sherilyn.
Sherilyn let out an ironic laugh, slipping her hand from his and stepping back. Go ahead. She clearly needs you.
Wait—” Gilbert stopped her. Don’t leave. If you’re worried, you can stay and watch. I just need to calm her down so the doctor can help.
Sherilyn stared at him in disbelief. Are you serious? She’s lost it-she’s the person hate most in the world! You want me to stand here and
watch you take care of the po next
can’t even stand to look at? And you
actually have the nerve to ask me that?
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