Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 950

Knock, knock.

The door to the hospital room echoed with a gentle rap.

"Who's there?" Sylvia's face still wore a trace of a smile, tinged with curiosity. "At this hour? We're not expecting any treatment, right?" "I'll check."

Cara rose to answer the door.

To her surprise, she found herself chuckling, "Ms. Bennett?"

"Cara, it's been ages..." Caroline, all smiles, wheeled herself into the room.

"Grandma."

Sylvia paused momentarily, then her face lit up with joy. "Caroline, is that you? Come in!"

...

Half an hour later.

Caroline had departed, leaving Cara to study Sylvia, whose expression flitted between stormy clouds and sunny skies.

It was clear she was fuming!

"Cara!"

"Ma'am!"

"Get the car ready, I'm heading home!"

"Uh, alright!"

knew better than to argue; this

6:30 in the

was supervising James with

"Cara, what's up?"

doorway, motioning Rebecca over. "Ms. White, could you step outside for a moment? There's something we need

on the head. "Keep at it, I'll

"Okay, got it."

Smiling, she asked, "What's going

out a sigh as they walked. "Ms. White, the lady of the house has returned and wishes to see you. She's waiting in the drawing-room,

returned so suddenly?

full of

with her hands clasped, offering a polite

Sylvia regarded her intently.

because the boy liked her and Sylvia

Sylvia had not

lips curled into a cold smile. "Ms. White, are you aware of why

Our Francis may

White, do you catch my

Rebecca was startled.

wasn't naive; she understood

"Ma'am."

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a chill

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