Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



"Ouch..."

Caught off guard, Sherilyn cried out in pain, feeling like her scalp was being torn off!

She grabbed Yuna's wrist and forcefully pushed her away.

Only then did she see clearly who it was - Yuna.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Rubbing her sore head, Sherilyn was a mix of shock and anger, "What is wrong with you?"

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

Yuna's eyes were red with a mix of rage and hurt, her emotions boiling over as she glared at Sherilyn.

"Did you ruin things between me and Edgar?"

"What?"

Sherilyn paused, then scoffed, "Oh, you overheard my conversation with Mr. Elliott, didn't you?"

"It was you!" Yuna didn't bother to answer, pointing at her, "You ruined my chance! Sherilyn, you're trying to steal my man! You're shameless! A lowlife!"

Yuna lunged at Sherilyn, arm raised.

But her arm was firmly caught by Sherilyn, who coldly chuckled.

"Pot calling the kettle black! You're the one two-timing, having a boyfriend, and still fooling around with Edgar. You're the lowlife here!"

With a forceful twist of her wrist, Sherilyn sent Yuna stumbling backward.

Fed up, she was not planning to stay any longer, turning to leave.

"Sherilyn!"

Yuna wasn't ready to give up, chasing after her.

"Stop following me!"

Sherilyn whipped around, glaring furiously, "Take one more step and I'll let everyone here know your dirty secrets!"

"You, you..." Yuna was speechless, her face flushing red and then white.

She hesitated to pursue further, but then noticed Sherilyn walking towards the parking lot, pulling out her car keys.

She was getting into that BMW!

This reignited Yuna's fury.

Without thinking, she ran towards her.

Sherilyn had just reversed the car, preparing to drive towards the exit, when suddenly, Yuna blocked her way.

Arms spread wide, eyes blazing, she yelled, "Sherilyn, get out of the car now!"

Not again.

Sherilyn frowned deeply, with no choice but to stop and get out of the car.

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Sherilyn stared at her in disbelief, stepping back, "Are you out of your mind?"

"Huh?"

Yuna looked up sharply, glaring, her eyes nearly bursting with anger.

Crying and stomping her foot, she pointed at the car, "Where did this car come from?"

"Hmm?" Sherilyn raised an eyebrow, "What's it to you?"

"Of course, it's my business!"

Yuna remembered, a couple of days ago, she saw a car purchase receipt in Galen's room for this very car!

And no matter how she and her mother asked, Galen wouldn't say who the car was for.

Coincidentally, today, Sherilyn was driving this car!

Could there really be such a coincidence?

"Did Galen buy this car for you?"

"..." Sherilyn was taken aback.

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Sherilyn didn't want to cause trouble for Galen, so she dodged the question, "You're overthinking it."

"I don't believe you!"

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"Why?" Sherilyn scoffed.

"This is my car!" Yuna screamed, "Give me back my car!"

"What?" Sherilyn was astounded, her eyes wide in disbelief, "Are you... out of your mind?"