Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Francis' gaze lingered, his lips pressed tight, hesitation palpable in the air.

"Gilbert..." Yet, the words remained unspoken.

"Big bro." A sense of dread settled over Gilbert, his unease growing. "What is it? Why is it so hard to say?"

Francis remained silent, offering no response.

"Big bro!" Gilbert's patience was wearing thin, "Can't you even tell me?"

He ventured a guess, "Don't tell me... you've actually done something to wrong Caroline?"

At that, a flicker of confirmation passed through Francis' eyes.

"Big bro!"

Gilbert, taken aback, moved closer, lowering his voice, "Come on, say something!"

"Gilbert..." Francis' brows furrowed deeply, his hesitation evident.

"Big bro!"

"Sawyer!" At that moment, Sawyer stepped forward, putting a hand on Gilbert's shoulder, "Mr. Francis knows what he's doing. Let's not push him too hard!" "I'm pushing him?"

Gilbert's frustration was visible, his gaze fixed on Francis.

have to share your personal matters with

pointed towards the hospital

out from low blood sugar. What about next time? If something serious happens to her, will you be unable to be there for her,

Francis'

watched his brother, his frustrations and doubts dissolving into

your brother, I've said my piece-go check on Caroline. She

he headed straight

"Mr. Francis."

some advice, "Maybe, you could tell Mr. Gilbert? He's your most

"Enough."

a glance at his confidante, "I have my

silent, not daring to

made his way into the

he tell Gilbert? Just as Sawyer suggested, it would indeed be beneficial for

maybe, it was better to wait and

lost her interest in the

to spare, why not go back and keep Jenna

bag and left the

this hour, entertainment venues were at their peak, bustling with people

was bumped into, her shoulder jolted, nearly causing her

"Are you ok?"

Someone steadied her.