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 routine, with

couldn’t speak, but his cheeks turned red, clearly

understood

could she not know her grandson?

Fran? What’s there to be shy about

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care of you since you

with that! What’s this

scolded, “Were you born

proudly. “I was born to be

through him, “Your brother

Gilbert was speechless.

them, a smile curling on his lips.

Sylvia sat beside the bed,

tube not yet removed. Following the

the water gently. “Take it slow.

swallow the water, a bit dribbling

mouth.

a towel, Gilbert quickly wiped it dry. “No rush, Fran.

for a start…”

knock. The hospital