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."

interrupted him, "Ms. Bennett,

moment, his expression briefly stiffening

I'll go see her

unfortunately, Caroline was asleep. She was on painkillers that also contained sedatives because she was still experiencing pain intermittently. "Should I wake

medication induced sleep, she could still be awakened if

"No, let her be."

his head, glanced at his watch, and realized he was running out of time.

up, instructing the nurse in a low

care

course, Mr. Johnson, rest

"Thanks."

nodded, then turned

car, he instructed the driver,

"Yes, Mr. Francis."

his watch again, urging

"Sure thing."

Francis seemed a bit anxious. Had he delayed too

past few days,

a recent check-up, her eye pressure was

surgery was

that she would be

worrying if she'd remain 'blind'

it. Rebecca White shook her head, "I'm

that be?" the caretaker objected, "It's your

Shouldn't we celebrate at