Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 997

Gilbert stood at the doorway, pulling out his phone and swiping to dial.

"Hey, bro, it's me... I'm at Grandma's..."

"Alright, I'm waiting for you."

After hanging up and pocketing his phone, he turned to see the patio door open, and Caroline wheeled herself in.

Heading straight towards Gilbert, she glanced into the bedroom, "How's Grandma doing?"

Gilbert's expression was somber, and after a brief silence, he replied, "She took her meds, feeling a bit better." "That's good to hear."

Caroline nodded, preparing to wheel herself further in, "I'll go in and see her..."

"No need."

Gilbert timely grabbed the wheelchair's handles, his frown light but his eyes clearly resistant.

"Grandma needs her rest, and I think it's not the right time for you to go in."

"Not the right time?"

a mocking glance at him,

darkened, the smile

off completely? Am I some kind of monster? Would I harm the woman who raised me?"

"Ha!"

on his troubled face, "But that's what you're implying! Gilbert, do you think

you not?" Gilbert, baffled,

me, which part of what

at you, what's your

in disappointment, "Just because your feelings for her have changed, you're ignoring right from

tapped his chin lightly,

No matter how much you hate her,

hardened, a chill emanating from

dive in destitution, without financial support, in Crestwood for

listened, her

to do about it? What can you do

This is a family matter,

hardened, back straightening, hands gripping the wheelchair's handles tightly, her entire demeanor aggressive. "Don't you forget!

lips quivered with

If it wasn't for me, you'd have died out there in the wilderness! It was me, who carried you on my back,