Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 291

On the third night, after attending a dinner with suppliers, Gilbert felt off as he left the dining hall. Shadows danced before his eyes, and his body swayed on if about to collapse.

“Mr. Gilbert Charles rushed to his nido, hin voice filled with concern. “We can’t delay any longer! There’s nothing pressing now; let’s get you to a hospital, shall we?”

“Okay.”

Gilbert didn’t argue. With the supplier issue resolved and his responsibilities at home. squared away, he allowed Charles to support film to the car, feeling increasingly unsteady and his throat burning like he’d swallowed hot coals.

At the hospital.

“Mr. Gilbert, just wait here a moment; I’ll go check in.”

“Alright.”

Gilbert waited for Charles in the lobby’s seating area. Luckily, he was usually pretty healthy and started feeling a bit better after resting for a while.

To the left of the lobby was a playroom.

Its walls were made of clear glass, allowing Gilbert to see inside from where he sat.

room was sparsely populated, with just a few kids inside.

girl with a bob

stood in front of a whiteboard, cap

Give it here!”

could start, a blond girl with piercing blue eyes rushed over and snatched the

slightly, looked up at her, trying

I got

The girl shrugged nonchalantly, raising an eyebrow. “Well, it’s in

would return the marker. “Can I

1/2

boys nearby then with a fick of

played tossing the marker around like a

out her cheeks, visibly upset. “That’s not fair…”

three children paid her no

Casey she’s crying”

dear, she is.”

are so fragler

laughter filled the room

her large eyes brimming

to the playroom swung open. Jenna turned