Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 969

Since Gilbert was still catching some Z's, Sherilyn decided to swing by Jenna's room first.

Sophia was there, keeping Jenna company. She whispered as Sherilyn entered, "She's still out like a light, but she's been fussing a bit in her sleep." The little munchkin was sprawled out on the bed, her arms thrown above her head, her chubby cheeks glistening where tears had wet her eyelashes. Sherilyn took the little girl's hand gently and sighed, "She must've gotten a scare."

"Yeah."

...

Next door, Gilbert's eyes flickered open.

"Mr. Gilbert, you're awake?" Charles, who had been on vigil by his bedside, stood up immediately, concerned. "How are you feeling?"

Gilbert frowned, glancing at his left arm, which was wrapped up tight in bandages.

Clearly, he was in a hospital, post-surgery.

He shook his head, trying to sit up, insisting on getting out of bed.

"What do you need, Mr. Gilbert?"

Charles tried to hold him back, "Should I get a nurse, or... Don't get up, please..."

"Tch!"

Gilbert scowled in annoyance, "I'm fine. How's Jenna? And Sherilyn? Are they here too? I need to check on them..."

"Mr. Gilbert, you've just come around from anesthesia; you really shouldn't be moving around just yet..."

"Move!"

"Mr. Gilbert..."

caught in a tight spot, the door swung open, and there stood

you

the door behind her, Sherilyn

wavered slightly as he met her

a word, his defiance seemed to melt

Did you come for me? How's Jenna? Weren't you with her? Is she done with her check-up? What did the doctor

standing right in front of him, silent

concern upon

hours out of surgery. The anesthesia hasn't fully worn

"?"

little taken aback, Gilbert couldn't

was looking out

"Alright."

down without protest,

to

"Jenna's fine."

next door,

they give

head, "The doctor said to let her sleep it off naturally. She's already on medication, and too much could

inquiring more

at ease to

to be there whenshe

"Okay."