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!"

to argue; this

in the

with his homework when

"Cara, what's up?"

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

nodded, patting James on the head. "Keep at it,

"Okay, got it."

Smiling, she asked, "What's going on,

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, let's go."

so suddenly? And why

full of questions, Rebecca entered

stood with her hands clasped, offering a polite

Sylvia regarded her intently.

had been tutoring James because the boy liked her and Sylvia had a favorable impression of her as

had not

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

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

you

Rebecca was startled.

naive; she understood the

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