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Even if it was a gift from Galen, it was hers now!
“This is insane!”
Sherilyn jerked her arm free from Yuna and turned to leave.
“You're not going anywhere!”
Trembling with rage, Yuna lunged at Sherilyn, “Sherilyn, you witch, I've had enough of you!”
“Ahh!”
Sherilyn stumbled forward, her forehead crashing against the car, sending a sharp pain through her skull. She touched her forehead, her fingertips coming away with blood. No wonder it hurt so much!
“Crazy!”
Sherilyn swung her arm back, smacking Yuna squarely across the face.
“Ahh...”
Yuna screamed, tumbling to the ground.
Her face hit the pavement, and her nose started bleeding. Seeing the blood only fueled her fury.
She scrambled to her feet, pulled a small knife from her bag, and charged at Sherilyn, “You've ruined my face, now I'll ruin yours!”
As Sherilyn braced to fight back, a figure dashed in, shielding her and knocking Yuna's arm away.
Sherilyn looked up, clutching her forehead in shock.
It was Gilbert.
Gilbert's brow furrowed with concern as he noticed the blood on her forehead.
“Does it hurt?”
He reached for a tissue, intending to wipe the blood away.
Sherilyn remained silent, turning her face away.
Her resistance was clear.
“Sherilyn?” Gilbert's heart clenched, “You're bleeding, it could get in your eyes. Let me help.”
“No need...” Sherilyn shook her head, avoiding his gaze.
Gilbert frowned, a lovers' quarrel? Over Galen?
He waved dismissively, “Just handle it.”
“Understood, Mr. Gilbert.”
The guards half-dragged, half-escorted Yuna away.
She was still shouting, “Bitch! This isn't over! I'll get you for this!”
“Gilbert.”
Callie tugged at Gilbert's arm, nodding towards Sherilyn, “Her forehead won't stop bleeding. She might need to go to the hospital.”
“No need.” Sherilyn shook her head in refusal, “I'll take care of it...”
Gilbert grabbed her wrist, leaving no room for argument, “You expect me to just stand by? Not happening!”
How could he leave her like this, bloodied and hurt?
“Get in the car! We're going to the hospital!”
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