Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Alright, got it."

After hanging up, Gilbert hurried to the hospital.

On the way, he called Sophia.

"It's me. How's Jenna doing? I'm on my way."

"Not too good, I'm afraid," Sophia sighed, sharing the truth. "She's asleep now, but it's a restless sleep."

"Understood."

After ending the call, Gilbert's gaze fell, his expression slightly solemn.

Upon reaching the hospital, he didn't head straight for the room but first went to see Elijah.

"Mr. Johnson." Elijah was already aware of his identity. "Please, have a seat. Jenna started her treatment today."

"I'm aware."

Gilbert furrowed his brows and nodded, bringing up the medication, "Dr. Elijah, in your opinion, is this medication beneficial for Jenna?"

"This medication..."

Elijah paused, then nodded. "Of course, it is beneficial."

significantly alleviate the discomfort Jenna would experience

why hadn't Elijah prescribed it

secondly, it was hard to

the

Gilbert let out a sigh of relief.

an

medication, they could start by setting

thanked him.

waved it off and turned to head

Knowing he was coming, she had intentionally made herself

hospital bed, immediately saw him and

Sophia quickly supported her. "You're that excited,

"Yeah! Super excited!"

"Jenna."

close, gently touching her sweat-dampened little face. Feeling a pang of heartache, he kissed her forehead. "Jenna's been through a lot, but don't worry... it'll get better soon." Then, he looked at

"Where's Jenna's mom?"

was

her head with a sense of helplessness. "It's just our luck, she's been here all day but had to step out because of a call just

"I see..."

before deciding. "Then I'll tell you, and

"Sure."

situation