Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"What?" Gilbert gasped in shock. "Why would you say that?"

Could it be, "You know the Fergusons are against their relationship?"

No, even if Caroline knew, why would she come to mend fences? What was she thinking?

Surely, she didn't pity Sherilyn, thinking she was unwanted and hoping Gilbert would step in.

After all, Caroline and Sherilyn had never been friends.

"You..."

Before Gilbert could press for answers, Caroline's expression shifted dramatically, filled with sheer panic.

She had only hoped to stir up more suitors for Sherilyn, thereby lessening Francis's obsession.

She had never anticipated trouble from Edgar's end.

"The Fergusons object?"

Caroline was frantic. "Then, have they... broken up?"

Gilbert fell silent for a moment before replying, "Not sure, but it seems likely... soon..."

"No way!"

Caroline's mind was in turmoil, sensing an added danger, she grabbed Gilbert urgently.

"What are you waiting for? Isn't this the perfect opportunity for you?"

In the midst of their conversation, neither had noticed Sherilyn turning around, heading towards the door and towards them...

"Caroline, calm down."

Gilbert frowned deeply, sensing something off. "Why are you pushing me to do this?"

"Gilbert!"

Caroline's eyes welled up with tears, pleading, "Please, for me and for Francis, would you consider dating Sherilyn?" Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"Caroline..."

"Please! Haven't you warmed up to her a bit?"

"No, Caroline..." Gilbert was deeply concerned by Caroline's emotional state. "Calm down, why would you say... Sherilyn..."

His gaze halted, spotting Sherilyn.

Sherilyn, backpack slung over her shoulder, looked as composed as ever. "Sorry to interrupt, I'll be leaving now."

"Oh, okay."

Gilbert nodded blankly, then suddenly snapped to. "Wait, Sherilyn, let me drive you!"

"No need..."

"Grandma asked me to, it'll be quick!"

Sherilyn frowned, watching Gilbert dash to the garage, then turned to leave without hesitation.

"Wait!" But Caroline caught her arm. "You can't leave! Didn't you hear Gilbert? He asked you to wait!"

"Don’t touch me!"

Sherilyn's lips twitched into a smirk, and with a vigorous shake, she broke free from Caroline's grasp, sending her stumbling backward.

"You..." Caroline, steadying herself against the wall, managed to regain her footing.

"What about me?"

Sherilyn cut her off before she could say more, "Caroline, do you think I can't handle you? Try touching me again, see what happens."

With a sudden raise of her fist, "I'll punch you! I might not beat a man, but I sure can take you down."

Then, with a proud flick of her ponytail, she turned and left without looking back.

Caroline stood frozen, realizing the gravity of the situation. Sherilyn, once so naive and capable of captivating Francis, had changed.

Soon, Gilbert drove out of the garage, not finding Sherilyn. "Where's Sherilyn?"

"She just left, you might catch her if you hurry." Caroline pointed towards the door, still in shock.

This was all too strange. Gilbert was baffled that Caroline was now urging him to pursue Sherilyn.

"What are you waiting for? Go after her!"

"Right."

He pressed the accelerator, and the car sped off.

But as Gilbert chased down the street, he saw a taxi pulling up in front of Sherilyn.

He hurriedly parked and grabbed Sherilyn's wrist.

"Sherilyn!"

Sherilyn looked up sharply, her eyes fierce, and spat out, "Get lost!"