Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 754

Why was he alone now?

Had he hallucinated due to the fever?

Or had Sherilyn come and gone already?

Pushing himself up and swinging his legs out of bed, he startled the nurse, who rushed to stop him. "Mr. Gilbert, where do you think you're going? If you need the restroom, I'll get your caretaker..." "Let go!"

Gilbert's headache was fierce, and his vision swayed. "I'm leaving this hospital!"

"What? That's not possible!"

The nurse was frantic, but just then, the door swung open and Sherilyn walked in, quieting the room.

Sherilyn glanced at the nurse before turning her attention to Gilbert. "Did I just hear you're checking out?"

Gilbert was speechless, unable to find his voice.

"Get back in bed."

Her voice carried a blend of reprimand and command. "Look at yourself; you're in no shape to be up and about. Stop this nonsense." Reluctantly, Gilbert nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing as he laid back down, his gaze fixed on Sherilyn as if she'd vanish if he blinked. Once he was settled, Sherilyn touched his forehead, breathing a sigh of relief. "Better, not as hot as before."

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

"Much better," he responded, feeling genuinely lighter after a night of sweating out the fever.

Sherilyn nodded. "Don't get careless, you have pneumonia. Your temperature could spike again; it's going to be a process."

then asked, "Feeling up for some

"Yeah."

to something

soup from 'Soup

earlier to

"Alright."

his eyes

"Wait here."

a bowl of soup, pulling up

a chair beside the

his IV

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swr

was slight

"Careful, it's hot."

a spoonful of soup before offering it to him. "Don't

instructions, Gilbert ate

should also have some chicken... Soup

"Okay."

disappeared, and Sherilyn

at her with hopeful, inquiring

the napkin, tossing it into the trash. "What

"That thing..."

"Last night, did you hear