Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 736

"No way." Gilbert shook his head, his voice low and husky, filled with hesitation, "To me, you're like a brother, just like my actual big brother." Brother? Sibling?

Hmph. Caroline scoffed silently, "And what about Sherilyn? Is that love then? No, I don't buy it!"

Her voice was thick with skepticism.

"Even if it is! Where in this world does undying love exist? Didn't Francis once say it was only me forever? Total BS!"

Her agitation grew, grabbing Gilbert's arm, her eyes sparkled with a strange light.

"Gilbert! Give up on Sherilyn! From now on, start seeing me as a woman you could love, wouldn't that solve everything? Be with me, okay?" "Caroline! Calm down!"

Gilbert caught her wrist, gently prying her fingers open, "What's between us, has nothing to do with Sherilyn. Even without her, we could never be. I've never felt that way about you... You, me, the big guy, we're family, siblings, don't you get it?" He paused, then added, "If not Sherilyn, it would've been someone else."

...Just never you!

"..." Caroline was utterly stunned, her grip on his hand loosening gradually.

Gilbert stepped back, silent for a moment, then turned to leave.

He hadn't gone far when he stopped and turned back to Caroline, who sat dazed, "Sherilyn has accepted my proposal. We're... getting married."

he didn't pause again, exiting

sat in the wheelchair, her

the nurse, "Keep an eye on

"Of course, Mr. Johnson."

Hmph.

cold smile. Was he worried she

she? No,

were getting married, weren't they? Then how could she consider dying? She had to live, to really live, and see if they could truly be happy in the end! She looked down at her legs, everyone else paired up, happy?

What a joke.

...

warmed,

just gotten up, not yet ready for the day. Sophia was busy in the kitchen, coming to open

doorstep, Gilbert held a bunch of flowers in one hand

out of the oven egg tarts, your and Jenna's

Sherilyn took them, not saying

check

"She's still asleep..."

I'll just

the flowers, finding a vase, filling it with water, and arranging

the sounds