Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn paused, a chuckle escaping her lips. "Well, of course, I went to fetch something for you. Wouldn't I bring it back?"

"Right..." Gilbert flashed her a smile. "Be careful on your way, and hurry back."

"Got it."

With a wave of her hand, Sherilyn turned and left the hospital room.

The moment the door clicked shut, a sudden pang of anxiety clenched at Gilbert's heart, an inexplicable worry gripping him. She had left, just like that, never to return... Stepping out of the hospital building, Sherilyn joined David in the car.

As they drove towards the hospital's main gate, passing a small grove, Sherilyn caught a glimpse of Francis and Caroline through the car window.

Were they arguing about something?

The car sped away, and they were out of sight.

In the grove.

Caroline's eyes were red, her back turned to Francis.

"Caroline." Francis, leaning on a cane, handkerchief in hand, attempted to wipe away her tears.

"Stop crying, it's all my fault. If you're upset, take it out on me."

"On you?"

me ask you directly! The child is three years old, where's his mother? You've kept him at the

"There's no woman."

uttered those four words, his brow furrowed, a beautiful

he

"Do you think

the child's mother... I don't know who she is, and I have no intention of

froze, staring into his eyes

she uttered, "Are...

Francis' gaze held hers, his hand with the handkerchief reaching out to gently wipe her

an accident. His mother is a stranger to me. How could I abandon you

felt the sincerity,

eyes welled up again, tears streaming

taken aback. "Crying again..."

he could

into his

tightly around his

it! You promised! Don't you dare lie to me! Never lie

lowered his gaze, a

arms, he