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!"

quite important; shouldn't we inform you

to suppress his anger, "How

not sure yet. But the attending doctor thinks she's just

juggling wedding preparations and rushing to

was starting to show

"Alright, I got it!"

the agent asked softly, "You'll

stating, "I'll get in touch with my

that, he hung

like the agent said, he couldn't get through to his

What was going on?

work yet, and today wasn't a day he was due for a

called

Cara answered, "Mr. Gilbert."

my brother

he left in the afternoon with Sawyer. Mr. Gilbert,

"No."

hanging up, Gilbert's brows furrowed deeply, his mind filled

and Sawyer had left together in the afternoon? For such a long time, what were they

ever since he had woken up, there had been too

and went back to the

intently watching the big screen, laughing along with the rest of the

disrupt this pleasant moment, but