Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 191

Sherilyn’s eyes darted through the links popping on her screen, feeling overwhelmed, unsure if any of it was helpful. She paused, rethinking her strategy, and typed the search bar, “The Praying Mantis Biting Praying Mantis…”

The page refreshed, and there it was. One of the search results caught her eye.

[After mating, the female praying mantis decapitates and consumes the male!]

Sherilyn’s face was a mask of impassivity as she read it.

Several nights later, Sylvia was still recovering from her surgery, and Gilbert had stayed at the sprawling Johnson Mansion to be by her side.

In the dead of night, he was roused from his sleep by the insistent ringing of his phone. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation, which only intensified when he saw the caller ID. It was Francis’s lead doctor. “Hello?”

The doctor’s excited voice came through. “Mr. Gilbert. Mr. Francis is awake!”

A shiver ran down Gilbert’s spine, his hair standing on end and his scalp tingling with disbelief and sheer adrenaline. “Say that again!”

doctor repeated it, “Mr. Francis is awake! He’s opened his eyes!”

years, his brother had finally awakened from his long slumber. No longer would Francis have to lie in a cold bed,

him back to reality, “When can you come over?”

“Now! I’m

time. It was the

“Good,

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hanging up, Gilbert scrambled to get dressed but stopped dead on his way to the closet. “Grandma! Of course, I have

the middle of the night. It wasn’t about fearing her reprimand. It was

wee hours, Gilbert and Sylvia left the Johnson Mansion and rushed. to the private hospital

tears

Gilbert handed her a tissue, “You need to try and hold back the tears.

back, her eyes red, “I just can’t help it. Oh, my poor Francis,

Francis would lay there forever, never opening

that, Gilbert’s heart ached with empathy. “He wouldn’t do that.

night scenes, wasn’t