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.

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

speak, but his cheeks turned red, clearly

understood

she not know

there to be shy about with Grandma?

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I’ve taken care of you since

“Don’t lump me in with that! What’s

“Were you born this tall?”

his chin proudly. “I

through him, “Your brother is

Gilbert was speechless.

bed, Francis watched them, a smile

the bed, feeding Francis

just woken up, the feeding tube not yet

gently. “Take it

struggled to swallow the water, a bit dribbling from

mouth.

it dry. “No

for a start…”

The hospital room door