Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Over there, the response came swiftly.

"Mr. Johnson, we tried reaching Mr. Francis, but no luck!"

How could that be? Gilbert hesitated, glancing at the people around him.

Leaning close to Sherilyn, he whispered, "Sherilyn, I need to step out for a call."

Sherilyn gave him a curious look, clearly puzzled by the situation, but she didn't ask any questions, simply nodding instead.

"Sure, go ahead."

Gilbert stood up and stepped outside, dialing a number.

The call was picked up quickly.

It was Caroline's agent, "Mr. Johnson."

Gilbert didn't beat around the bush, "What's going on?"

The agent relayed the news, "Caroline just fainted on set!"

Gilbert's brows furrowed in concern, irritation lacing his voice, "Call an ambulance! Why are you calling me?? Do I look like a doctor?"

"Mr. Johnson, don't worry, we're on our way in an ambulance!"

this matter is quite important; shouldn't we inform you and Mr. Francis about

to suppress his anger,

the attending doctor thinks she's just

Caroline had been juggling wedding preparations

was starting to

"Alright, I got it!"

the agent asked softly,

was noncommittal, simply stating, "I'll get

that, he hung

the agent said, he couldn't get

What was going on?

today wasn't a day he was due for a check-up.

called the Johnson

Cara answered, "Mr. Gilbert."

is my

afternoon

"No."

Gilbert's brows furrowed deeply, his mind

and Sawyer had left together in the afternoon? For such

since he

phone, Gilbert turned and went back

intently watching the big screen, laughing along

pleasant