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.

following morning, Sylvia helped Francis with his morning

couldn’t speak, but his cheeks

understood instantly.

not know

Fran? What’s there to be

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care of you

with that! What’s this about diapers? I was

you

lifted his chin proudly. “I was born

shaking her head, seeing through him, “Your brother is six–foot–three. You’re six–foot–two and

Gilbert was speechless.

watched them, a smile curling

sat beside the

not yet removed. Following

the water gently.

bit dribbling from the

mouth.

quickly wiped it dry. “No rush, Fran.

for a start…”

hospital