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?"

three years old, where's his mother? You've

"There's no woman."

brow furrowed, a beautiful

a firm resolve, he declared. "There's no other

sarcasm. "Do you think I'm a fool? No woman, did you give birth to the child

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

into

uttered, "Are... Are you

with the handkerchief reaching

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

Caroline felt

eyes welled up again, tears

Francis was taken

could finish,

into

around

it! You promised! Don't you dare lie to me!

his gaze, a

his arms, he gently embraced