Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 708

Thinking about it, Caroline glanced over Gilbert's shoulder, peering into the space behind him. Her eyes dimmed. "Where's Francis? Didn't he come?"

"No."

Gilbert shook his head, fearing Caroline would be upset, he explained, "Big bro is tied up at the company, had an important meeting. Sawyer got the message and only told me. Big bro doesn't know yet. He'll come over as soon as he's done." "Oh, I see..."

Hearing this, Caroline's expression softened considerably. "That's understandable."

She knew Francis wouldn't just leave her hanging. Their bond of over a decade, even though they had broken up, held an irreplaceable place in her heart.

...

After the meeting.

Francis Johnson stepped out of the conference room, immediately asking Sawyer upon seeing him.

"Is everything set?"

Sawyer paused, realizing what he was referring to, and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Francis, you can rest assured, everything's taken care of."

"Good." Francis nodded in approval.

He trusted Sawyer's efficiency; it was just a confirmation.

Checking the time, Francis picked up his coat, "You don't have to come with me tonight..."

""Mr. Francis."

reluctantly interrupted him, "Ms. Bennett,

moment, his expression briefly stiffening

I'll go see her

he arrived at the hospital, unfortunately, Caroline was asleep. She was on painkillers that also contained

induced sleep, she could still be awakened

"No, let her be."

he was running out of time. He had

up, instructing the

care

Mr.

"Thanks."

nodded, then turned

into his car, he instructed the driver, "To the Southern

"Yes, Mr. Francis."

again, urging the driver, "Speed

"Sure thing."

bit anxious. Had he delayed too much? Would he

few days,

scheduled, but during a recent check-up, her eye pressure

the surgery was

would be 'blind' for an

couldn't help worrying

could prepare it. Rebecca White shook her head, "I'm not really hungry. Just some toast and a glass of milk

your birthday today

Shouldn't we celebrate at