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 me.

pointed towards

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

shadow crossed Francis' face, his silence speaking

brother, his frustrations and doubts

brother, I've said my piece-go check on Caroline. She was asking for

that, he headed straight out of

"Mr. Francis."

could tell Mr. Gilbert? He's your most trusted brother after all. Besides,

"Enough."

shooting a glance at his confidante,

Sawyer immediately fell silent, not

way into the

tell Gilbert? Just as Sawyer suggested, it

maybe, it was better to

Sherilyn lost her

to spare, why not go back and

grabbed her bag

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

Sherilyn was bumped into, her shoulder jolted, nearly causing her

"Are you ok?"

Someone steadied her.