Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 53

Sherilyn was clueless about the gravity of the situation until she coughed up the phlegm and swiftly looked up.

"Spit it out here!" The nurse held up a trash bin, extending it toward Sherilyn. Sherilyn hurriedly complied.

Mouth agape, panting, she asked, "Did it work?"

She could feel that she had coughed something up, but she couldn't be sure it was helpful. "It worked!" Pointing at the monitor, the nurse joyfully announced, "The patient's oxygen levels are rising!" The doctor's face relaxed. "Clearing that blockage was crucial. Let's get ready to administer the medication."

The nurse said, "Family members, please step outside for now."

Sherilyn let out a sigh of relief and nodded. "Okay."

As she was walking away, she felt someone tug at her hand. Confused, she looked down and saw it was Sylvia.

Barely able to catch her breath and not fully awake yet, Sylvia had her eyes slightly open.

But her consciousness was clear.

Sherilyn held her hand, gently patting it. "It's fine. Everything's

hot tears welled up and rolled

instantly, understanding her meaning. "Sylvia, don't cry. I'm

slowly let go

her hand, about to pull the curtain aside. Then, an arm reached out, helping her with

cleared his throat, his eyes flickering, "Wouldn't you rather

ahead,

acted impulsively earlier and was feeling a bit scared. When she walked

steadying her

and pulled away.

Again, it happened.

scold her because she had just saved his grandmother. Suppressing his feelings of rejection, Gilbert grabbed a glass, filled it with water, and handed it to her, "Rinse

thanked him, took the

don't need

"You

something unbelievable. Sherilyn