Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

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Chapter 414 Chapter 414 Sherilyn was utterly baffled, unable to comprehend what he was saying.

His voice was a low grumble, "What do you want? Spit it out and get lost!" "Sherilyn." Farley glanced around, then said, "This isn't the place for a chat. Let's find somewhere more appropriate, okay?" Sherilyn hesitated for a moment.

This was her workplace, after all. The last thing she wanted was to air her dirty laundry in front of her colleagues.

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"Fine." she agreed..

"Great," Farley beamed. "Let's go then." He led her to a nearby diner.

"What'll you have?" "Nothing for me," Sherilyn refused, focusing intently on Farley with little patience, "We're not here to drink. Out with it." "Right." Farley took a nervous sip of his lemonade. "So, it's like this..." He pushed his glasses up his nose and asked, "Do you remember our old house on Skyshine Street?" Sherilyn paused, furrowing her brows slightly. The house on Skyshine Street? Of course, she remembered. It was the first place she lived after she was born, though the memories were quite vague now.

"Why are you asking about that?" "Well, it's like this..." Farley took another sip, his eyes beginning to well up.

"Your brother..." "Please don't start making things up!" At the mention of a brother, Sherilyn's brows shot up in annoyance, "My mother only had 1. me. I don't have a brother!" "Right." Farley gave an awkward smile and corrected himself, "I meant Galen, I'm talking about Galen. Galen... he's in a bad way!" He covered his eyes with his hand, his voice breaking.

Sherilyn froze, unsure of what to make of it. In a bad way? What did that mean? Unable to stand Farley's weepy demeanor, she urged, "What are you trying to say? That I'm 1/2 11:49 Chapter 41 here to watch you cry?" "No, it's not that..." Farley dabbed at his eyes and put his glasses back on.

"The thing is, Galen was in a car accident a few days ago. The doctors say he has acute liver damage...it's pretty bad, critical even." Sherilyn finally understood, her lips curling into a cold smirk. “Galen Martin is dying? Congratulations, Farley. Your karma...it's finally catching up." Farley becagitated, his eyes reddening instantly, "Sherilyn, no matter how much you hate me, Galen is innocent. You shouldn't speak of him like that..."

"Ha?" Sherilyn looked at him scornfully, "He's innocent? Eine, then. His dying has what to do with me?" "It's like this..."

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Seeing the situation worsening, Farley quickly clarified, "The doctors said Galen needs a liver transplant. If he gets the surgery soon, he'll be okay." Sherilyn was shocked, staring at Farley incredulously as a chill ran through her.

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She guessed, "Don't tell me, you wantto donate part of my liver to him!" "Sherilyn!" Farley grabbed her arm as if fearing she'd run away.

"Your blood type matches Galen's, and you're his sister...a sister... a direct relative.

You're the best match for the En.

transplant!" Watching his lips move, a cold shiver spread from the pit of her stomach. Sherilyn felt so cold.

Why was it so cold?

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