Filled with jealousy, Sherilyn Gomez pushed her husband Gilbert Johnson's beloved, who was pregnant at the time, down the stairs, resulting tragically in the loss of the baby. The city buzzed with whispers about Sherilyn's tyrannical and wicked nature. In retaliation for his lost love, Gilbert abandoned Sherilyn abroad, cutting off all contact and leaving her to survive on her own. Four years later, Sherilyn returned home. She and Gilbert shared a brief, reconciling smile and agreed to part ways as strangers from then on. When they met again, Sherilyn had become the top attraction in the dance halls, luring countless men who spent fortunes just for a chance to see her, yet they never succeeded. Gilbert grew restless. He confronted her and suggested, "Life's hard, why not come back to me?" Sherilyn just smiled and coolly responded, "Mr. Johnson, looking for a date? Please take a number and wait in line. Thank you for your cooperation."

Chapter 1"Ah! Please help me! It hurts so much!"Amidst the agonizing cries for help, a crowd gathered, swelling in number.Sherilyn Gomez stood frozen at the top of the staircase on the second floor, her gaze shifting from the tumbling figure of Caroline Bennett below to her hands, utterly bewildered."How did this happen?" she murmured.Why did Caroline suddenly fall?"What's going on here?" someone asked.It was the Johnson family's annual feast, attended by numerous guests. The arriving crowd encircled Caroline, who lay at the bottom of the stairs."What happened? How did she fall?""She, she..." Despite her pain, Caroline looked up toward the top of the stairs. It suddenly dawned on everyone."Sherilyn pushed her!""Oh my God! Sherilyn, no matter how much you dislike Caroline, you can't go this far! She's pregnant, for heaven's sake!""Exactly! That's too much.""No, no..." Faced with the accusations, Sherilyn went pale as she shook her head vigorously.She wanted to explain that she hadn't pushed Caroline. But no one was willing to listen."Move aside!" A deep, authoritative voice sliced through the crowd, arriving a bit late.It was Gilbert Johnson, Sherilyn's husband of barely two months."Gilbert..." Sherilyn brightened up, hoping for his support.However, Gilbert looked up sharply, his gaze as piercing as a knife, landing squarely on her. "What have you done?""No!" Sherilyn flinched, shaking her head. "It wasn't me...""If not you, then who?" Gilbert didn't buy it, and his good-looking face scrunched up in disgust and hate. "You think Caroline jumped by herself, huh? Do you think nobody knows you've been picking on her all this time? Do I need to list them all out for you?"Gilbert's harsh and unloving tone left Sherilyn speechless, unable to speak."Ah..." In agony, Caroline clutched her stomach, leaning into Gilbert's embrace, her voice barely a whisper, "Gilbert, it hurts. It hurts so much!""Caroline, what's wrong?" Then, Sylvia Johnson, the family’s matriarch, also arrived. "What happened here?""Ah! There's blood!" Suddenly, someone screamed. "She's bleeding."Beneath Caroline, a pool of red began to spread, growing larger and larger."Gilbert!" Caroline, terrified, clung to Gilbert, sobbing, "My baby, my baby...""Don't be afraid." Even as he said it, Gilbert's face was ashen, panic setting in. "We must head to the hospital now!"He lifted Caroline in his arms, and with a fierce glare at Sherilyn, he warned, “You’d better pray the child is okay. Otherwise, I...”Without finishing his words, Gilbert turned and left.The most important thing then was Caroline and her baby.Sylvia glanced at Sherilyn, frowning and shaking her head, words failing her, "Sherilyn, you... you...""Sylvia..." Sherilyn barely opened her mouth when Sylvia turned away and left.Suddenly, the guests dispersed. No one cared about Sherilyn.Sherilyn wandered back to her room in a daze, waiting for Gilbert to return. She hadn't pushed Caroline, and she needed to make him understand.Time ticked away, and the night deepened, but Gilbert never returned.Just before dawn, there was a noise downstairs."Gilbert!" Sherilyn leaped from the couch and rushed out of her room. But she stopped dead at the top of the stairs."Grandma, I want a divorce." Gilbert's voice was icy, cold, and determined."Come back here!" Sylvia grabbed Gilbert, her voice low and stern."What nonsense are you talking about? I promised Sherilyn's grandmother I'd look after her. You've only been married a short while. And now, you want a divorce? She's barely twenty. Do you want to kill her?""Me, kill her? Huh, funny!" Gilbert gave a bitter laugh, his eyes flashing coldly."Grandma, Caroline lost the baby. That was Fran's child! And yet, Sherilyn is all good! Who is killing whom now?"Sylvia sighed, "Um, this is not what I signed up for.""I’ve never wanted to marry Sherilyn. You forced me into this!" Gilbert was visibly frustrated as if the very notion of their marriage was unbearable for even a second longer."If she could make you happy, I'd accept it. But now, I can't stand having her as my wife! I'm afraid I might lose control. I don't even know what I might do to Sherilyn!""Stop!" Sylvia freaked out, grabbing Gilbert by the arm.Thinking of the great-grandson she had lost, Sylvia gritted her teeth. "Okay, how about this? I won't make you see her. I'll send her abroad, far away from you, okay?"After a tense silence, Gilbert stepped back. "Whatever you say."Sherilyn quickly turned and ran back to her room, closing the door behind her. The moment it shut, she collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face. "Gilbert, Gilbert..."She never knew Gilbert hated her so much. He married her because he was forced to. She had no clue about that.After her parents passed away, her grandmother raised her. At fifteen, she lost her grandmother in a car accident, leaving her an orphan. Since her grandmother and Sylvia were close friends, Sylvia took her in.Sylvia doted on her, often saying, "Sherilyn, when you grow up, would you like to be my grandson’s wife?"And Sherilyn would sweetly reply, "Yes."Thus, marrying Gilbert and becoming his wife became Sherilyn's dream.Her world revolved around Gilbert. She studied for him, dressed for him, and followed him around, not letting any other woman near him. She was his fiancée, and he was hers. But it all turned out to be wishful thinking.He called her overbearing and said he couldn't stand the sight of her anymore!Sherilyn was sobbing quietly.Covering her mouth, Sherilyn cried uncontrollably, her tears flowing like a river.Knock, knock. Someone was at the door."Sherilyn, are you awake?" It was Sylvia."I am!" Quickly cleaning her tears and getting up from the floor, Sherilyn fixed her hair and opened the door.Forcing a smile, she said, "Sylvia."Sylvia observed the young woman before her, whose eyes went swollen from crying all night. But remembering her mistake, Sylvia couldn't easily forgive.Sylvia sat down on the sofa, "Sit.""Sylvia." Sherilyn already knew what was coming. And she could sense a change in Sylvia's attitude toward her.Sylvia said, "You mentioned wanting to study abroad, right? Well, I'll arrange it for you. You'll go as soon as possible."Sylvia was sending her away!Sherilyn's eyes welled up with tears again."Sherilyn." Sylvia felt a pang of sympathy. She truly loved Sherilyn. But Caroline was still in the hospital, and she needed to give Caroline an explanation.With a heavy heart, Sylvia sighed, "You need to change your ways, dear. You've been too headstrong. Any girl that comes near Gilbert, and you flare up.""I've turned a blind eye to some things, but why would you get jealous over Caroline? She's Fran's fiancée!"Sherilyn's mouth fell open as she murmured, "Sylvia, I..."Even Sylvia didn't believe her?"Pack your things and get ready to leave." Sylvia stood up, glancing at Sherilyn."Once you've changed for the better, I'll send someone to bring you back, okay?"With that, Sylvia walked away.Sherilyn quickly stood up, bowing her head respectfully. "Take care, Sylvia."Left alone, Sherilyn felt utterly lost. Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit her, and she felt like vomiting."Ugh..." Sherilyn covered her mouth, rushing into the bathroom.After vomiting so violently, it felt like her insides were turning out. Sherilyn knew she had to visit the hospital."Doctor, what's wrong with me?" Sherilyn asked after undergoing some tests, awaiting the results with anxiety and hope.After a brief pause, the doctor inquired, "Are you married?"Puzzled by the question, Sherilyn nodded and replied, "Yes, I am. But what does that have to do with anything?""Congratulations," the doctor said with a slight smile. "You're pregnant."Sherilyn's eyes widened in disbelief. The summer heat had been unbearable lately, and her appetite had dwindled. She thought it was just the seasonal blues or perhaps a stomach bug."Pregnant?" she echoed, still in shock.Until the night before, this news would have filled her with joy. But at the moment..."Could it be a mistake? Misdiagnoses happen, right?" Sherilyn asked, her voice trembling with uncertainty."When was your last period?" the doctor asked.As she figured out the dates, Sherilyn's face turned pale. "It's been delayed by a week.""Well, there you have it," the doctor said, spreading his hands before placing the test results in front of her. "Blood tests don't lie. You're pregnant."Sherilyn glanced at the report. The words were clear, and a red stamp confirmed her early pregnancy. She closed her eyes for a moment to soak in the reality."Thank you, doctor," she said, picking up the report.Sherilyn stepped out into the summer sun, and its rays seemed to pierce her eyes, bringing tears to the surface."What am I going to do?" she murmured.Her marriage to Gilbert was scarcely two months, and their intimate moments had been few and far between, always rushed and somewhat awkward. She had thought Gilbert wasn't keen on intimacy. However, she realized that his lack of interest wasn’t in the action itself, but in her.The thought that those few encounters were probably out of obligation rather than desire was hurtful, especially now that she was pregnant. What should she do about the baby?At twenty, Sherilyn felt too young and overwhelmed to handle such a huge decision by herself. She knew she had to talk to Gilbert. After all, he was the father.Gilbert was at the hospital, tending to Caroline, recovering from a miscarriage. Sherilyn arrived, hoping to speak with Gilbert, but was stopped at the door by his bodyguards, Allen and Abel."Why can't I go in?" Sherilyn asked, confusion clouding her eyes."It's Mr. Gilbert's orders," they replied.So, it was Gilbert's doing. Was he protecting Caroline from her, or was he worried Caroline wouldn't be pleased to see her?Defeated yet stubborn, Sherilyn pleaded, "Please, just let him know I need to talk to him. It's important."The brothers exchanged glances before Abel agreed to pass on the message.Gilbert's response was cold and dismissive. "Tell her to stay away from Caroline's room. I don't want Caroline disturbed."Sherilyn's heart sank upon hearing the message. Her hands trembled, and her face turned pale. She bit her lip so hard that it bled, but she didn't even notice the pain."I'll leave," she whispered, more to herself than anyone else, as she turned to walk away, the weight of her world seemingly crashing down around her.Chapter 2"Ah! Please help me! It hurts so much!"Amidst the agonizing cries for help, a crowd gathered, swelling in number.Sherilyn Gomez stood frozen at the top of the staircase on the second floor, her gaze shifting from the tumbling figure of Caroline Bennett below to her hands, utterly bewildered."How did this happen?" she murmured.Why did Caroline suddenly fall?"What's going on here?" someone asked.It was the Johnson family's annual feast, attended by numerous guests. The arriving crowd encircled Caroline, who lay at the bottom of the stairs."What happened? How did she fall?""She, she..." Despite her pain, Caroline looked up toward the top of the stairs. It suddenly dawned on everyone."Sherilyn pushed her!""Oh my God! Sherilyn, no matter how much you dislike Caroline, you can't go this far! She's pregnant, for heaven's sake!""Exactly! That's too much.""No, no..." Faced with the accusations, Sherilyn went pale as she shook her head vigorously.She wanted to explain that she hadn't pushed Caroline. But no one was willing to listen."Move aside!" A deep, authoritative voice sliced through the crowd, arriving a bit late.It was Gilbert Johnson, Sherilyn's husband of barely two months."Gilbert..." Sherilyn brightened up, hoping for his support.However, Gilbert looked up sharply, his gaze as piercing as a knife, landing squarely on her. "What have you done?""No!" Sherilyn flinched, shaking her head. "It wasn't me...""If not you, then who?" Gilbert didn't buy it, and his good-looking face scrunched up in disgust and hate. "You think Caroline jumped by herself, huh? Do you think nobody knows you've been picking on her all this time? Do I need to list them all out for you?"Gilbert's harsh and unloving tone left Sherilyn speechless, unable to speak."Ah..." In agony, Caroline clutched her stomach, leaning into Gilbert's embrace, her voice barely a whisper, "Gilbert, it hurts. It hurts so much!""Caroline, what's wrong?" Then, Sylvia Johnson, the family’s matriarch, also arrived. "What happened here?""Ah! There's blood!" Suddenly, someone screamed. "She's bleeding."Beneath Caroline, a pool of red began to spread, growing larger and larger."Gilbert!" Caroline, terrified, clung to Gilbert, sobbing, "My baby, my baby...""Don't be afraid." Even as he said it, Gilbert's face was ashen, panic setting in. "We must head to the hospital now!"He lifted Caroline in his arms, and with a fierce glare at Sherilyn, he warned, “You’d better pray the child is okay. Otherwise, I...”Without finishing his words, Gilbert turned and left.The most important thing then was Caroline and her baby.Sylvia glanced at Sherilyn, frowning and shaking her head, words failing her, "Sherilyn, you... you...""Sylvia..." Sherilyn barely opened her mouth when Sylvia turned away and left.Suddenly, the guests dispersed. No one cared about Sherilyn.Sherilyn wandered back to her room in a daze, waiting for Gilbert to return. She hadn't pushed Caroline, and she needed to make him understand.Time ticked away, and the night deepened, but Gilbert never returned.Just before dawn, there was a noise downstairs."Gilbert!" Sherilyn leaped from the couch and rushed out of her room. But she stopped dead at the top of the stairs."Grandma, I want a divorce." Gilbert's voice was icy, cold, and determined."Come back here!" Sylvia grabbed Gilbert, her voice low and stern."What nonsense are you talking about? I promised Sherilyn's grandmother I'd look after her. You've only been married a short while. And now, you want a divorce? She's barely twenty. Do you want to kill her?""Me, kill her? Huh, funny!" Gilbert gave a bitter laugh, his eyes flashing coldly."Grandma, Caroline lost the baby. That was Fran's child! And yet, Sherilyn is all good! Who is killing whom now?"Sylvia sighed, "Um, this is not what I signed up for.""I’ve never wanted to marry Sherilyn. You forced me into this!" Gilbert was visibly frustrated as if the very notion of their marriage was unbearable for even a second longer."If she could make you happy, I'd accept it. But now, I can't stand having her as my wife! I'm afraid I might lose control. I don't even know what I might do to Sherilyn!""Stop!" Sylvia freaked out, grabbing Gilbert by the arm.Thinking of the great-grandson she had lost, Sylvia gritted her teeth. "Okay, how about this? I won't make you see her. I'll send her abroad, far away from you, okay?"After a tense silence, Gilbert stepped back. "Whatever you say."Sherilyn quickly turned and ran back to her room, closing the door behind her. The moment it shut, she collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face. "Gilbert, Gilbert..."She never knew Gilbert hated her so much. He married her because he was forced to. She had no clue about that.After her parents passed away, her grandmother raised her. At fifteen, she lost her grandmother in a car accident, leaving her an orphan. Since her grandmother and Sylvia were close friends, Sylvia took her in.Sylvia doted on her, often saying, "Sherilyn, when you grow up, would you like to be my grandson’s wife?"And Sherilyn would sweetly reply, "Yes."Thus, marrying Gilbert and becoming his wife became Sherilyn's dream.Her world revolved around Gilbert. She studied for him, dressed for him, and followed him around, not letting any other woman near him. She was his fiancée, and he was hers. But it all turned out to be wishful thinking.He called her overbearing and said he couldn't stand the sight of her anymore!Sherilyn was sobbing quietly.Covering her mouth, Sherilyn cried uncontrollably, her tears flowing like a river.Knock, knock. Someone was at the door."Sherilyn, are you awake?" It was Sylvia."I am!" Quickly cleaning her tears and getting up from the floor, Sherilyn fixed her hair and opened the door.Forcing a smile, she said, "Sylvia."Sylvia observed the young woman before her, whose eyes went swollen from crying all night. But remembering her mistake, Sylvia couldn't easily forgive.Sylvia sat down on the sofa, "Sit.""Sylvia." Sherilyn already knew what was coming. And she could sense a change in Sylvia's attitude toward her.Sylvia said, "You mentioned wanting to study abroad, right? Well, I'll arrange it for you. You'll go as soon as possible."Sylvia was sending her away!Sherilyn's eyes welled up with tears again."Sherilyn." Sylvia felt a pang of sympathy. She truly loved Sherilyn. But Caroline was still in the hospital, and she needed to give Caroline an explanation.With a heavy heart, Sylvia sighed, "You need to change your ways, dear. You've been too headstrong. Any girl that comes near Gilbert, and you flare up.""I've turned a blind eye to some things, but why would you get jealous over Caroline? She's Fran's fiancée!"Sherilyn's mouth fell open as she murmured, "Sylvia, I..."Even Sylvia didn't believe her?"Pack your things and get ready to leave." Sylvia stood up, glancing at Sherilyn."Once you've changed for the better, I'll send someone to bring you back, okay?"With that, Sylvia walked away.Sherilyn quickly stood up, bowing her head respectfully. "Take care, Sylvia."Left alone, Sherilyn felt utterly lost. Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit her, and she felt like vomiting."Ugh..." Sherilyn covered her mouth, rushing into the bathroom.After vomiting so violently, it felt like her insides were turning out. Sherilyn knew she had to visit the hospital."Doctor, what's wrong with me?" Sherilyn asked after undergoing some tests, awaiting the results with anxiety and hope.After a brief pause, the doctor inquired, "Are you married?"Puzzled by the question, Sherilyn nodded and replied, "Yes, I am. But what does that have to do with anything?""Congratulations," the doctor said with a slight smile. "You're pregnant."Sherilyn's eyes widened in disbelief. The summer heat had been unbearable lately, and her appetite had dwindled. She thought it was just the seasonal blues or perhaps a stomach bug."Pregnant?" she echoed, still in shock.Until the night before, this news would have filled her with joy. But at the moment..."Could it be a mistake? Misdiagnoses happen, right?" Sherilyn asked, her voice trembling with uncertainty."When was your last period?" the doctor asked.As she figured out the dates, Sherilyn's face turned pale. "It's been delayed by a week.""Well, there you have it," the doctor said, spreading his hands before placing the test results in front of her. "Blood tests don't lie. You're pregnant."Sherilyn glanced at the report. The words were clear, and a red stamp confirmed her early pregnancy. She closed her eyes for a moment to soak in the reality."Thank you, doctor," she said, picking up the report.Sherilyn stepped out into the summer sun, and its rays seemed to pierce her eyes, bringing tears to the surface."What am I going to do?" she murmured.Her marriage to Gilbert was scarcely two months, and their intimate moments had been few and far between, always rushed and somewhat awkward. She had thought Gilbert wasn't keen on intimacy. However, she realized that his lack of interest wasn’t in the action itself, but in her.The thought that those few encounters were probably out of obligation rather than desire was hurtful, especially now that she was pregnant. What should she do about the baby?At twenty, Sherilyn felt too young and overwhelmed to handle such a huge decision by herself. She knew she had to talk to Gilbert. After all, he was the father.Gilbert was at the hospital, tending to Caroline, recovering from a miscarriage. Sherilyn arrived, hoping to speak with Gilbert, but was stopped at the door by his bodyguards, Allen and Abel."Why can't I go in?" Sherilyn asked, confusion clouding her eyes."It's Mr. Gilbert's orders," they replied.So, it was Gilbert's doing. Was he protecting Caroline from her, or was he worried Caroline wouldn't be pleased to see her?Defeated yet stubborn, Sherilyn pleaded, "Please, just let him know I need to talk to him. It's important."The brothers exchanged glances before Abel agreed to pass on the message.Gilbert's response was cold and dismissive. "Tell her to stay away from Caroline's room. I don't want Caroline disturbed."Sherilyn's heart sank upon hearing the message. Her hands trembled, and her face turned pale. She bit her lip so hard that it bled, but she didn't even notice the pain."I'll leave," she whispered, more to herself than anyone else, as she turned to walk away, the weight of her world seemingly crashing down around her.Chapter 3"Ah! Please help me! It hurts so much!"Amidst the agonizing cries for help, a crowd gathered, swelling in number.Sherilyn Gomez stood frozen at the top of the staircase on the second floor, her gaze shifting from the tumbling figure of Caroline Bennett below to her hands, utterly bewildered."How did this happen?" she murmured.Why did Caroline suddenly fall?"What's going on here?" someone asked.It was the Johnson family's annual feast, attended by numerous guests. The arriving crowd encircled Caroline, who lay at the bottom of the stairs."What happened? How did she fall?""She, she..." Despite her pain, Caroline looked up toward the top of the stairs. It suddenly dawned on everyone."Sherilyn pushed her!""Oh my God! Sherilyn, no matter how much you dislike Caroline, you can't go this far! She's pregnant, for heaven's sake!""Exactly! That's too much.""No, no..." Faced with the accusations, Sherilyn went pale as she shook her head vigorously.She wanted to explain that she hadn't pushed Caroline. But no one was willing to listen."Move aside!" A deep, authoritative voice sliced through the crowd, arriving a bit late.It was Gilbert Johnson, Sherilyn's husband of barely two months."Gilbert..." Sherilyn brightened up, hoping for his support.However, Gilbert looked up sharply, his gaze as piercing as a knife, landing squarely on her. "What have you done?""No!" Sherilyn flinched, shaking her head. "It wasn't me...""If not you, then who?" Gilbert didn't buy it, and his good-looking face scrunched up in disgust and hate. "You think Caroline jumped by herself, huh? Do you think nobody knows you've been picking on her all this time? Do I need to list them all out for you?"Gilbert's harsh and unloving tone left Sherilyn speechless, unable to speak."Ah..." In agony, Caroline clutched her stomach, leaning into Gilbert's embrace, her voice barely a whisper, "Gilbert, it hurts. It hurts so much!""Caroline, what's wrong?" Then, Sylvia Johnson, the family’s matriarch, also arrived. "What happened here?""Ah! There's blood!" Suddenly, someone screamed. "She's bleeding."Beneath Caroline, a pool of red began to spread, growing larger and larger."Gilbert!" Caroline, terrified, clung to Gilbert, sobbing, "My baby, my baby...""Don't be afraid." Even as he said it, Gilbert's face was ashen, panic setting in. "We must head to the hospital now!"He lifted Caroline in his arms, and with a fierce glare at Sherilyn, he warned, “You’d better pray the child is okay. Otherwise, I...”Without finishing his words, Gilbert turned and left.The most important thing then was Caroline and her baby.Sylvia glanced at Sherilyn, frowning and shaking her head, words failing her, "Sherilyn, you... you...""Sylvia..." Sherilyn barely opened her mouth when Sylvia turned away and left.Suddenly, the guests dispersed. No one cared about Sherilyn.Sherilyn wandered back to her room in a daze, waiting for Gilbert to return. She hadn't pushed Caroline, and she needed to make him understand.Time ticked away, and the night deepened, but Gilbert never returned.Just before dawn, there was a noise downstairs."Gilbert!" Sherilyn leaped from the couch and rushed out of her room. But she stopped dead at the top of the stairs."Grandma, I want a divorce." Gilbert's voice was icy, cold, and determined."Come back here!" Sylvia grabbed Gilbert, her voice low and stern."What nonsense are you talking about? I promised Sherilyn's grandmother I'd look after her. You've only been married a short while. And now, you want a divorce? She's barely twenty. Do you want to kill her?""Me, kill her? Huh, funny!" Gilbert gave a bitter laugh, his eyes flashing coldly."Grandma, Caroline lost the baby. That was Fran's child! And yet, Sherilyn is all good! Who is killing whom now?"Sylvia sighed, "Um, this is not what I signed up for.""I’ve never wanted to marry Sherilyn. You forced me into this!" Gilbert was visibly frustrated as if the very notion of their marriage was unbearable for even a second longer."If she could make you happy, I'd accept it. But now, I can't stand having her as my wife! I'm afraid I might lose control. I don't even know what I might do to Sherilyn!""Stop!" Sylvia freaked out, grabbing Gilbert by the arm.Thinking of the great-grandson she had lost, Sylvia gritted her teeth. "Okay, how about this? I won't make you see her. I'll send her abroad, far away from you, okay?"After a tense silence, Gilbert stepped back. "Whatever you say."Sherilyn quickly turned and ran back to her room, closing the door behind her. The moment it shut, she collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face. "Gilbert, Gilbert..."She never knew Gilbert hated her so much. He married her because he was forced to. She had no clue about that.After her parents passed away, her grandmother raised her. At fifteen, she lost her grandmother in a car accident, leaving her an orphan. Since her grandmother and Sylvia were close friends, Sylvia took her in.Sylvia doted on her, often saying, "Sherilyn, when you grow up, would you like to be my grandson’s wife?"And Sherilyn would sweetly reply, "Yes."Thus, marrying Gilbert and becoming his wife became Sherilyn's dream.Her world revolved around Gilbert. She studied for him, dressed for him, and followed him around, not letting any other woman near him. She was his fiancée, and he was hers. But it all turned out to be wishful thinking.He called her overbearing and said he couldn't stand the sight of her anymore!Sherilyn was sobbing quietly.Covering her mouth, Sherilyn cried uncontrollably, her tears flowing like a river.Knock, knock. Someone was at the door."Sherilyn, are you awake?" It was Sylvia."I am!" Quickly cleaning her tears and getting up from the floor, Sherilyn fixed her hair and opened the door.Forcing a smile, she said, "Sylvia."Sylvia observed the young woman before her, whose eyes went swollen from crying all night. But remembering her mistake, Sylvia couldn't easily forgive.Sylvia sat down on the sofa, "Sit.""Sylvia." Sherilyn already knew what was coming. And she could sense a change in Sylvia's attitude toward her.Sylvia said, "You mentioned wanting to study abroad, right? Well, I'll arrange it for you. You'll go as soon as possible."Sylvia was sending her away!Sherilyn's eyes welled up with tears again."Sherilyn." Sylvia felt a pang of sympathy. She truly loved Sherilyn. But Caroline was still in the hospital, and she needed to give Caroline an explanation.With a heavy heart, Sylvia sighed, "You need to change your ways, dear. You've been too headstrong. Any girl that comes near Gilbert, and you flare up.""I've turned a blind eye to some things, but why would you get jealous over Caroline? She's Fran's fiancée!"Sherilyn's mouth fell open as she murmured, "Sylvia, I..."Even Sylvia didn't believe her?"Pack your things and get ready to leave." Sylvia stood up, glancing at Sherilyn."Once you've changed for the better, I'll send someone to bring you back, okay?"With that, Sylvia walked away.Sherilyn quickly stood up, bowing her head respectfully. "Take care, Sylvia."Left alone, Sherilyn felt utterly lost. Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit her, and she felt like vomiting."Ugh..." Sherilyn covered her mouth, rushing into the bathroom.After vomiting so violently, it felt like her insides were turning out. Sherilyn knew she had to visit the hospital."Doctor, what's wrong with me?" Sherilyn asked after undergoing some tests, awaiting the results with anxiety and hope.After a brief pause, the doctor inquired, "Are you married?"Puzzled by the question, Sherilyn nodded and replied, "Yes, I am. But what does that have to do with anything?""Congratulations," the doctor said with a slight smile. "You're pregnant."Sherilyn's eyes widened in disbelief. The summer heat had been unbearable lately, and her appetite had dwindled. She thought it was just the seasonal blues or perhaps a stomach bug."Pregnant?" she echoed, still in shock.Until the night before, this news would have filled her with joy. But at the moment..."Could it be a mistake? Misdiagnoses happen, right?" Sherilyn asked, her voice trembling with uncertainty."When was your last period?" the doctor asked.As she figured out the dates, Sherilyn's face turned pale. "It's been delayed by a week.""Well, there you have it," the doctor said, spreading his hands before placing the test results in front of her. "Blood tests don't lie. You're pregnant."Sherilyn glanced at the report. The words were clear, and a red stamp confirmed her early pregnancy. She closed her eyes for a moment to soak in the reality."Thank you, doctor," she said, picking up the report.Sherilyn stepped out into the summer sun, and its rays seemed to pierce her eyes, bringing tears to the surface."What am I going to do?" she murmured.Her marriage to Gilbert was scarcely two months, and their intimate moments had been few and far between, always rushed and somewhat awkward. She had thought Gilbert wasn't keen on intimacy. However, she realized that his lack of interest wasn’t in the action itself, but in her.The thought that those few encounters were probably out of obligation rather than desire was hurtful, especially now that she was pregnant. What should she do about the baby?At twenty, Sherilyn felt too young and overwhelmed to handle such a huge decision by herself. She knew she had to talk to Gilbert. After all, he was the father.Gilbert was at the hospital, tending to Caroline, recovering from a miscarriage. Sherilyn arrived, hoping to speak with Gilbert, but was stopped at the door by his bodyguards, Allen and Abel."Why can't I go in?" Sherilyn asked, confusion clouding her eyes."It's Mr. Gilbert's orders," they replied.So, it was Gilbert's doing. Was he protecting Caroline from her, or was he worried Caroline wouldn't be pleased to see her?Defeated yet stubborn, Sherilyn pleaded, "Please, just let him know I need to talk to him. It's important."The brothers exchanged glances before Abel agreed to pass on the message.Gilbert's response was cold and dismissive. "Tell her to stay away from Caroline's room. I don't want Caroline disturbed."Sherilyn's heart sank upon hearing the message. Her hands trembled, and her face turned pale. She bit her lip so hard that it bled, but she didn't even notice the pain."I'll leave," she whispered, more to herself than anyone else, as she turned to walk away, the weight of her world seemingly crashing down around her.