Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 953

Stepping out of the emergency center's doorway, Gilbert and Francis went to fetch the car, while Caroline was escorted by a nurse.

"Come on, Becky," Sherilyn looped her arm through Rebecca White's, glancing at her. "Let's head out."

"Huh?"

Rebecca blinked in confusion, whispering, "Didn't Gilbert say he'd give us a lift?"

"Yeah, well," Sherilyn shrugged, "that's him talking. I never agreed."

"But..."

Rebecca hesitated. "I thought he was, you know, siding with you. He didn't seem to favor Caroline."

"Guilty conscience," Sherilyn said with a dismissive smile. "Plus, putting on a show. Making a big deal in front of me as if I'd buy it. Typical guy move, totally gross." What?

Caroline, overhearing this, was taken aback, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Sherilyn was talking about Gilbert like that? What did she think he was?

"Let's go," Sherilyn urged Rebecca. "We can make our own way home. No need for his 'chariot'."

"Okay, then."

Rebecca nodded. If her friend felt so strongly, who was she to argue?

Meanwhile, Gilbert and Francis had brought the cars around, stepping out in unison.

the brothers exchanged looks, then cast their eyes toward

they wanted to leave, it's not like I

Gilbert. "Did

Gilbert quickly denied, though his

"No?"

through him. "Do you know what she just called you? She said you were disgusting!" Hearing this, Gilbert's smile turned bitter. "My fault. I

"What?"

"And

couldn't have gone far. I

"Go on," Francis nodded.

"Alright."

jumped into his

Caroline cried out in

"Caroline."

moved to block her path, his

"Let it be, Caroline."

all over her face. "Let what

what I mean," Francis said, his expression

Caroline snapped back. "If you have

Francis nodded solemnly. "Caroline,

plan. He's not your safe harbor. He has

and a life he wants

Was that clear enough?

"You..."

speechless, her

pale. "Backup