Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 850

"Director, could you come over here, please!"

His consciousness hadn't returned. After vomiting, he collapsed back onto the bed.

Soon, the door to the hospital room swung open, and the doctor walked in, heading straight for the inner room.

Separated by the soundproof glass, Sherilyn couldn't hear what they were saying. All she could see was the doctor's lips moving silently. The nurse stood by, nodding occasionally, then retrieved some medication from the nearby medical cart and administered it to Gilbert. After a while, it seemed the situation was temporarily under control. The doctor came out.

"Doctor!" Sherilyn called out softly as he passed by.

The doctor turned around, glancing at her and then at the two bodyguards, uncertain of her connection to the Harrison family.

He explained in a neutral tone, "The toxins haven't been fully cleared, which can cause vomiting. Vomiting is part of the detox process." "So..." Sherilyn recalled Naylor's words... Gilbert wasn't out of the woods yet.

"Is he going to be okay?" Her voice trembled slightly.

right now. It depends on how well the toxins are expelled." "Okay." Sherilyn paused, feeling a lump in her

welcome. We're doing our best..." The doctor

bodyguards, "Can I go

exchanged glances and

without the restraints, what could a

struggled to stand up. The bodyguards opened the door for her, and she tiptoed into the room, stopping at the bedside. She gazed down,

person on the

tears began to overflow from the corners. She blinked, trying to force

into a bitter smile, filled

doing? Do you think, by doing

think I'll be touched? Grateful? Huh?" Each word was a question, an accusation! Her chest heaved, her eyes reddened further,

Qu

really something, aren't you? When it doesn't matter, you could go years without a word, uncaring! And now, you're

in Crestwood! Yet now, here he was, lying here, on the brink of