Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Get out! I told you to get out! Leave..." "Enough!"

Francis, who had been silent up until now, suddenly roared, his face darkening, "Will you two ever stop? Do you want Gilbert to have no peace even while he's down?" Francis, known for his calm demeanor, held a presence that when angered, no one dared to challenge.

Instantly, Caroline fell silent, reluctantly letting go of her grip.

Sherilyn let out a cold, mocking laugh, straightening her wrinkled blouse and stepping aside to avoid Caroline, adopting an 'out of sight, out of mind' attitude.

The wait felt endless, dawn was breaking.

Finally, the operation room doors swung open.

"Doctor," Francis stepped forward urgently.

"Mr. Francis," the doctor removed his mask, his expression unreadable, "The surgery was successful, Mr. Gilbert is stable for now."

"For now?"

These words sent a shiver down everyone's spine.

Francis' lips curled into a cold smile, "What do you mean 'for now'? Speak clearly!"

"Yes."

The doctor paused before continuing, "Mr. Francis, Mr. Gilbert was brought in a bit late, missing the optimal window for surgery. For now, let's wait for him to wake up." That statement made Caroline glare at Sherilyn, the blame in her eyes unmistakable-it was all her fault!

her

"When will he wake

moment, it might take days, or even

doctor left the

where had Sherilyn heard these words before? The year Francis had his accident, the doctors had said the

was in a coma for

The doctor continued, "Let's

for the next 72 hours of he wakes up within that time, the prognosis is

his demeanor

after, Gilbert was moved from the operation

suite, Gilbert lay in his bed, a breathing mask over his

Everything was set up.

good for family and loved ones to stay by his side, talk to

"Though Mr. Gilbert is

"Understood."

of this fact from his own history with

need anything, and I'll also

looked at Sherilyn and Caroline,

Caroline

of the breathing

of