Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 193

Gilbert steadied himself and comforted Sylvia.

“Grandma, don’t you trust Fran? He’s amazing, isn’t he? He’s beaten being in a coma, and is rehab going to scare him?”

Those words struck a chord with Sylvia.

Sylvia nodded. “You’re right. Francis has always been sweet and never caused me any worry. Everything he does is…”

She glared at her younger grandson Gilbert, “You’re nothing like him! Always finding ways to rile up!”

me

At that, a shadow flickered in Gilbert’s eyes, almost unnoticeable, gone immediately.

“Exactly.” Gilbert arched an eyebrow, his tone indifferent as ever. “Well, that’s the difference between the golden child and the black sheep, right?”

Sylvia couldn’t help but laugh, tears fresh on her cheeks, as she playfully tapped Gilbert’s forehead.

“Oh, now that your brother’s awake, you’re back to being a naughty kid!” Sylvia sighed, “I just hope Francis gets better soon. That way, you can relax a bit, right?”

“Yes, Grandma.” Gilbert nodded.

The grandson and grandmother duo stayed in the hospital room that night, making do for the night.

Sylvia helped Francis with his morning routine, with Gilbert assisting her.

cheeks turned red,

Sylvia understood instantly.

not know

there to be

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of you since you were

protested. “Don’t lump me in with that! What’s this about diapers? I was born

“Were you

his chin proudly. “I was born to

head, seeing through him, “Your

Gilbert was speechless.

them,

Sylvia sat beside the

had just woken up, the feeding tube not yet removed. Following the doctor’s orders, they began

Sylvia spooned the water gently.

the water, a bit dribbling

mouth.

wiped it dry. “No

for a start…”

knock. The hospital room door