Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 813

Frank stood there, frozen in place, his face a mask hiding the turmoil of nerves beneath. His back was slick with sweat, his palms clammy. He could see his own panicked reflection mirrored in Rebecca White's clear eyes. As their gazes locked, both were momentarily startled.

Frank swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly. Rebecca's gaze flickered before she quickly looked away.

"Ms. White, please follow my finger with your eyes," the doctor's timely intervention broke the awkwardness of the moment.

"Keep following my finger... there, very good..." After a brief check-up, the doctor announced, "The surgery was a success. A nurse will come by shortly to take you for some tests. If everything checks out, you can be discharged." "Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome. I'll also prescribe some medication for you to take home. Make sure to follow the instructions I'll note down in your discharge summary." "I will."

After the doctor left, a nurse came to escort Rebecca for her tests, with Sherilyn accompanying her throughout. Frank, of course, followed quietly behind.

Upon returning to the room after the tests, Rebecca glanced back, noticing Frank hadn't come in.

She looked up at Sherilyn. "Did Mr. Frank leave?"

He wanted to review the medications the doctor prescribed and

was just stating

embellishment. In her eyes, Frank seemed a bit 'lost',

the

felt it wasn't

"Oh."

ask Mr. Frank to come in? There are

course." Sherilyn got up, "Have a good talk.

on the table and cleared his throat. "These are your medications. The instructions are on each box." "I got it." Rebecca nodded.

so formal, so distant. He felt

you still upset with

question with her own. "Why did you feel the need

at a loss

hadn't anticipated