Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 835

Gilbert gently placed Sherilyn in the passenger seat of his car and drove back to the hospital. His grip was steady on the steering wheel, but he frequently glanced at Sherilyn, concerned for her well-being. Sherilyn hadn't been unconscious for long and soon fluttered her eyes open. "You're awake?" Gilbert asked softly, as if afraid his voice might shatter her fragility. "How are you feeling?" Sherilyn didn't answer; she simply shook her head slightly and turned to look out the window. Tears silently streamed down her face, pulling at Gilbert's heart with invisible strings. Gilbert swallowed hard, remaining silent, aware that words were inadequate to comfort a mother's aching heart.

Upon arriving at the hospital, he parked the car and moved to lift Sherilyn. "I can walk..." she murmured, refusing his help.

"How can you walk?" Gilbert frowned, his concern visible. "You've just regained consciousness and you're weak. Please, let me carry you."

Despite her protest, Sherilyn lacked the strength to resist, and he carried her back to her room.

Once back in the room, Gilbert gently laid her on the bed, his fingers brushing against her cold cheek. "I'll get a doctor to see you," he assured her before calling for medical assistance.

The doctor examined her and concluded, "Your blood pressure is a bit low, but there's nothing major. Rest will help."

least try to rest your eyes... Jenna

with Jenna," Gilbert sighed softly

waiting. "Any word

grave. "No, and the surgery is in a couple

Galen, the surgery would have to be

Charles," Gilbert said, dismissing him. "I'll let you know if

girl was still sleeping peacefully, unaware that her uncle, the key to her salvation, was missing.

What could he do?

pondered his options. Convincing Malvina

Galen before the surgery, a task requiring significant resources and connections-resources

business.

brief nap on the couch, feeling somewhat