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

6:30 in

supervising James with his homework when

"Cara, what's up?"

the doorway, motioning Rebecca over. "Ms. White, could you step

on the head. "Keep at it,

"Okay, got it."

Cara. Smiling, she asked, "What's

lady of the house has returned

so suddenly? And why did she

a head full of questions, Rebecca entered

her hands

Sylvia regarded her intently.

James because the boy liked her and Sylvia had a

had not

"Ms. White, are you aware of why Ms. Barbara was dismissed?" Rebecca was taken aback; how could she know

harbored delusions over what wasn't hers. Our Francis may be a single father, but he's not up for grabs by just

you

Rebecca was startled.

naive; she understood the

"Ma'am."

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