Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

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Chapter 691 Gilbert's eyes narrowed sharply, a mix of shock and anger flashing through them, but he found himself at a loss for words.

After a brief stare-down, Edgar, carrying Sherilyn in his arms, sidestepped Gilbert and dashed towards the ambulance.

Gilbert didn't hesitate; he was right on Edgar's heels in an instant.

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"Doctor!" As they arrived at the ambulance, Edgar gently laid Sherilyn down, and immediately, paramedics pulled out a stretcher, hooked her up to an oxygen mask, and started an IV. "How is she?" Edgar and Gilbert stood side by side, their gazes fixated on Sherilyn, who lay with her eyes tightly shut. Their hearts were in their throats as they asked with trepidation. "Carbon monoxide poisoning. The oxygen mask isn't enough! Plus, the patient's in a coma and shock; we need to treat to prevent brain swelling! We're heading to the hospital now!" "Alright!" "Alright!" Edgar and Gilbert's expressions hardened, and they nodded in unison, their voices overlapping.

Sherilyn was quickly loaded into the ambulance, and both Edgar and Gilbert climbed in after her.

Sitting opposite each other, neither man looked at the other; their focus was solely on Sherilyn lying between them.

In the silent ambulance, the air was thick with worry and tension, as if a battle was about to commence. Upon reaching the hospital.

Sherilyn was rushed into the emergency room by the nurses.

As the door shut behind them, they could hear the doctor's orders.

"Get her into the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, stat! Start a mannitol drip! Get epinephrine ready!" The door closed, and Gilbert and Edgar finally looked directly at each other-like two rivals whose shared animosity was unmistakable. Their gaze was filled with unspoken hostility and a touch of awkwardness. Gilbert's face tightened, a storm brewing beneath his features. He managed a strained smile towards Edgar. "Edgar, about today... thank you." "Huh?" Edgar raised an eyebrow, a trace of sarcasm in his eyes.

Shaking his head, "Gilbert, what are you talking about? I didn't do anything worth your thanks, did I?" Gilbert frowned, puzzled by Edgar's response.

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He pressed on, despite his irritation, "You saved Sherilyn, I..." "Right, I saved Sherilyn," Edgar interjected smoothly, a smirk on his lips. "And why exactly are you thanking me? Last I checked, you et two had broken up. At this point, you're just another one of her suitors, aren't you? Doesn't seem quite right for you to say that." His tone was calm, but every word was a dagger to Gilbert's heart! In an instant, the fragile peace between them shattered.

The tension and rivalry were palpable, ready to explode at any moment.

Gilbert squinted his eyes, a chilly tone in his voice, "At least I have the freedom to pursue her. Can you say the same?" His words were heavy with disdain: "Kid, does your mom approve?" Edgar was taken aback, his handsface freezing.

That hit a nerve; he had indeed let Sherilyn down because of his family's el interference. With a self-deprecating chuckle, Edgar admitted, "Yes, I'm powerless..." "Hmph." Gilbert sneered

triumphantly, "Glad you know it! Now stay away from her before your mom decides to pull another dirty trick..." "And what about you?"

Caught off guard, Edgar fixed him with a steady gaze, hitting back with precision "I was chasing down a van that kidnapped Sherilyn. Tell me, what's that about?" How could someone as harmless as Sherilyn get kidnapped? It had to be something to do with the Johnson family.

"It's because of you, isn't it?"

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