Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Huh?" Sherilyn glanced at the arm Charles was holding, "Something wrong?"

Was he not letting her go?

Something wrong? Charles was taken aback, a scornful laugh escaping him. She really asked that?

Even though she was Mr. Gilbert's girlfriend, Charles couldn't be too polite at the moment. His tone was cold and firm, "You can't leave. Mr. Gilbert needs to see you when he wakes up." "Why?" Sherilyn frowned, genuinely confused. "I'm not a doctor, nor a nurse."

Was she serious?

Charles was momentarily speechless, his frustration rising, "You're Mr. Gilbert's girlfriend. Mr. Gilbert hasn't woken up yet, and you're just going to walk away? Is that appropriate?" His righteous indignation made it seem as if Sherilyn had committed some heinous crime.

Sherilyn, far from angry, simply smiled and scanned the room.

"Do you even know for whom Mr. Gilbert got injured? It seems you're clueless."

This... Charles was stunned, his gaze flickering with guilt.

Sherilyn maintained her amused expression, "Your Mr. Gilbert got hurt because of Caroline Bennett. When he wakes up, it's her he'll want to see, not me. My presence here is irrelevant." Then, she struggled free from Charles' grip.

"Can you let go now?"

Charles was at a loss for words, unable to retort, and he reluctantly released her.

nodded with a smile,

another moment's delay, she turned and

stood there, at a loss.

he still felt that Gilbert would want to see her upon waking

really seemed

o'clock,

just as if he

was Caroline,

just a bit shaken and cold from

moment, Francis was also by Gilbert's

nodded, "Caroline, big

"You finally woke up."

for too long. How do

himself, "Just a bit

"Stay still."

to support him, scolding, "Why are you moving around? With so many

"It's okay..."

"They're just superficial

asked, "Big bro, does Sherilyn know about

about a call from Sherilyn before he

"Hmph."