Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Gilbert!" Caroline broke free from Charles' grip and dashed towards Gilbert, falling to her knees before him. Her brows furrowed deeply, her face pale as if drained of blood, "How are you? Where are you hurt?"

Just as she saw Gilbert moving his hand away from the back of his head, she grabbed it, "Let me see!"

To her horror, her eyes met with a shocking red.

"Did you hit your head?"

Without waiting for his answer, she turned to Charles, her voice sharp, "Get the car! We need to go to the hospital, now!" Turning back, she supported Gilbert's arm, "Can you move? Can you stand?"

"I can."

With a bit of effort, Gilbert rose to his feet.

Allen and Abel also came over, both sporting injuries, but they could move fairly well.

Charles had already brought the car around, and Caroline, linking her arm with Gilbert's, urged, "Get in the car!"

"Alright."

As Gilbert bent to get into the car, he stopped Caroline from following, "Caroline, you don't need to come with me. I'm not going to the hospital." "What?" Caroline, taken aback, failed to grasp his meaning, "With injuries like these, you're not going to the hospital?"

Then it hit her; before the accident, he had mentioned something urgent he had to attend to.

Caroline stamped her foot anxiously, "Don't tell me you still have something you need to do!"

"Yes," Gilbert nodded affirmatively.

car, knowing they were to accompany

time. Arrange

"Rest assured, Mr. Gilbert."

to the hospital, right this instant!" She stared at Gilbert, her eyes brimming with tears, her body trembling slightly, standing her

time,

Charles

forced to step

"Drive!"

was watch helplessly as

with a mix of anger

"Don't inquire?"

be going to see Sherilyn, would

That was it, then!

was he willing

...

the wall

her phone only to find it as empty

Gilbert wouldn't

but sigh softly, hoping Jenna would

the disappointment would be

so, waking up tomorrow

a bit resentful; Gilbert shouldn't have made promises