Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?
Chapter 823

"Hey! Mr. Johnson!"

Sophia thought it must be Gilbert returning as she hurriedly dashed out.

And it was Gilbert, indeed.

After a day full of adventures, Jenna was exhausted, sweetly asleep in his arms.

"Mr. Johnson!"

Upon seeing him, Sophia felt a wave of relief, "You better check this out, someone's causing trouble again!" From the open apartment door, a woman's shrill, piercing scream echoed.

Gilbert's expression tightened. "Sophia."

Careful not to wake Jenna, Gilbert gently handed her over to Sophia. "Take Jenna downstairs for a bit, will you?" "Sure thing!"

Knowing he didn't want Jenna to get scared, Sophia agreed and headed downstairs with Jenna in her arms. Gilbert frowned and briskly entered the apartment.

"Ugh!"

Sherilyn was seething, managing to pin Malvina beneath her. Her palm gripped Malvina's cheek, pressing hard against it, leaving Malvina immobilized, her face squished against the floor. "Malvina!"

Fire danced in Sherilyn's eyes. "Thinking I won't fight back just because I haven't laid a hand on you? Malvina, you're getting old! The only reason I haven't struck you is out of respect for Galen!" "How could a rotten person like you have a wonderful child like Galen?"

She couldn't accept Galen's bone marrow donation, yet dared to assault his mother!

Loosening her grip, she hissed, "Consider this a warning. Lay a hand on me again, and I won't hold back, even if you are Galen's mom!"

"You dare hit me?"

As soon as she could breathe, Malvina scrambled up, her eyes flaming with rage, "I'm done playing nice!"

Just then, Gilbert stormed in, his fury erupting like molten lava, pulling Malvina away.

"Have you two lost your minds? What, were you raised by wolves? Even dogs are more civilized than you!"

"What?"

Malvina was stunned, outraged, "Who do you think you are, speaking like that?"

Her gaze fixed on him, recognition dawning.

"You... you're Gilbert...?"

Gilbert couldn't care less to respond, flinging Malvina away with a flick of his wrist.

Stumbling Malvina nearly fell, her

eyes burning with humiliation, "Binet

talk, Mr. Gilbert! Picking

her

swnos

like

Pointing at Sherilyn, "She's nothing but bad luck, a jinx! Whoever gets close to her is courting death!"

"Malvina, how dare you!" Sherilyn's entire body shook, her fists clenched, eyes brimming with unshed tears. "What, can't handle the truth?"

Malvina, chin lifted, glared at

Sherilyn, "First, your mother, then your grandmother! And now? You're after my Galen! Oh, and let's not forget your daughter, sick with a deadly illness, right?"

Bursting into laughter, "Haha... Sherilyn, you're a curse, a jinx! Pah!" "You..."

Sherilyn's eyes were wide, her lips parted as her body trembled uncontrollably. "Sherilyn?"

Gilbert was right beside her, immediately picking up on her distress.

His gaze shifted menacingly

towards Malvina, grabbing her armet

and dragging her out the apartment door. "Out!"

"Ah!"

Malvina winced in pain.

Gilbert clenched his teeth, warning, "Leave! Or I won't hesitate to show you I'm serious, woman or not!"

Facing the fierce, dark look on Gilbert's face, Malvina knew better than to provoke this man further.

"I'm leaving! You think I'm afraid?"

But her pride was as stubborn as ever.

"I won't let Galen donate his bone marrow! Tell Sherilyn to stop dreaming!"

With those harsh words, Malvina clutched her arm and fled.