Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 652

Francis stumbled backward several steps after she shoved him.

“Mr. Francis!” Sawyer appeared just in time to catch him.

“I’m alright.”

Leaning on his cane, Francis steadied himself, his gaze filled with concern as he watched Caroline sprint away. He instructed Sawyer, “Have someone follow her. She’s emotionally unstable; make sure she doesn’t get into trouble!” “Yes, Mr. Francis, you can count on me.”

“And another thing…”

Turning around, Francis pointed towards the house where Rebecca White was staying, “Keep a close eye on that place, don’t let Caroline anywhere near her.” Sawyer felt a chill, “Understood, Mr. Francis.”

…

Hospital.

Gilbert Johnson’s condition had improved. In the afternoon, the doctors were able to take him off the ventilator.

Sherilyn Gomez moistened a cotton swab with water to dampen his lips, “You don’t want to let go of Jenna, do you?”

Talking about Jenna all day had sparked a response in him; he had started to move, breathing on his own.

“Right, I have some of Jenna’s old videos on my phone, you can listen to her voice…”

cloud storage app, which contained numerous videos of Jenna growing up

through them in order, providing commentary here and there: “This is right after

write ’10’ by starting with the ‘O’ before

and turned to early

man sleeping peacefully in bed, Sherilyn sighed softly, “For Jenna’s sake, please try your hardest to wake up, to get

opened, and Sherilyn, still half-asleep on the couch, heard

Good morning,”

reply, “Oh? Where’s Sherilyn?

Gomez hasn’t woken up

gaze followed the direction pointed

Sherilyn lost any remnants of sleepiness. She got up, gathered her long hair, and tied it up casually with a hair tie

Caroline, heading

Caroline called after her, her tone unusually

turned, leisurely facing her, curious

expression was a mix

and indecision, hesitating for a long time before finally speaking, “What are your intentions towards Gilbert? Do you… like kim? If he wakes up, will you two

that was her

a low chuckle escaping her lips, “Didn’t I tell you

“Really?” Caroline seemed skeptical.

“Not convinced?”

smirked, “Then I guess you’ll just have to

“Ms. Gomez.”

the door,

me a

“I’ll go freshen