Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 978

"So, uh..." Francis chuckled and nodded, "Guess I won't disturb her then. Just tell her Uncle Frank swung by to check on her. And uh, there's something else."

He also brought some news, "Grandma woke up."

"How's Grandma doing?"

"Is Grandma okay?"

Gilbert and Sherilyn blurted out together, exchanged a glance, and then looked a bit embarrassed.

A lot had happened in the past few days, and they had been neglectful.

Francis understood their concerns and sought to reassure them.

"Grandma's been moved to a regular room; she's still pretty fragile and needs to stay in the hospital for a bit. She can't come home just yet. She'll understand you guys had your own troubles. Grandma's health, well, it's a slow and steady journey to recovery. Visit her when you can. Don't worry, I'm here."

With that, he stood up.

He turned to his brother, "Take care of yourself, and we'll be in touch."

"Take care, big bro."

Sherilyn got up to walk Francis out.

At the elevator, Francis paused and looked at her, "Hey Sherilyn, how's Rebecca White doing lately?"

Sherilyn was momentarily taken aback, a faint smile on her lips, "Big bro, maybe it's best you check on Rebecca yourself, huh?"

"I... uh,"

frowned, admitting, "She

just

between you two, you should at least clear the

silently agreeing. He

staying

her head. "Rebecca's pretty tough. She won't lean on

it. You

...

she had been house-hunting for the past

was no longer James's tutor, so naturally, she

a suitable

it was too expensive, or the

a bit peckish, Rebecca pulled out a box

, deciding that wouthe

dinner.

with water and ignited the stove, the

"Coming!"

be

of confusion crossing her face.

the door, she found Francis's tall

Johnson..." Rebecca was surprised. What was he

gave a slight nod and

"Mr. Johnson..."

him, "Is there something