Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 744

He was no real part of the Johnson clan... Would she care?

And if she did, what was he to do about it?

In Sherilyn's eyes, he was already in the negatives. Would his lineage make her despise him even more?

Hospital.

After checking the room, the doctor emerged to meet the anxious faces of the Johnson brothers.

"Gentlemen, Mrs. Johnson is doing quite well, all things considered. She's in good spirits and has asked to speak with both of you."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

With the doctor gone, Francis and Gilbert exchanged a look, relieved that their grandmother was finally willing to see them.

They entered the hospital room, one after the other, and took their positions on either side of the bed.

"Grandma."

"Grandma."

brother dared to say more, fearing they might upset the matriarch. They waited for her to

and calm as her gaze landed on Gilbert. "You can leave. You know what

tensing up, and his

thin line, and he stood

"Hmph."

you anymore. But since you've called me 'grandma' for so many years,

furrowed in disapproval. "Even if Gilbert isn't born a Johnson, he has respected you, brought joy to your days, and helped manage our estate alongside me.

voice, glaring at

all that mean compared to what he's

seemed all the blood

"Francis!"

eldest grandson, "Are you trying to kill me? My Gilbertis gone, yet you expect

"Grandma!"

his brother, his brother... was

"Big brother."

Francis, though

not well, let's not argue

gaze was filled with deep

"Grandma."

filled with remorse and reluctance,

smile, his dark eyes tinted with a trace of blood, "I'm leaving now. Take good care of grandma for me. I will never

words,