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!”

repeated it, “Mr. Francis is awake! He’s

from his long slumber. No longer would Francis have to lie in a cold bed, surrounded by a maze of medical equipment.

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

said without hesitation, “Now!

Gilbert would waste no time. It was the moment he had been

doctor replied, “Good, see you

Chapter 191

dressed but stopped dead on his way to the closet. “Grandma! Of course, I

the monumental with Sylvia, even if it meant waking her up in the middle

Johnson Mansion and rushed. to the private hospital where Francis was getting

stop her tears during the drive.

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

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

feared Francis would lay there forever, never opening

heart ached with empathy. “He wouldn’t do that. Fran cares too much. Look,

filming night scenes, wasn’t