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?"

raising her eyes in a mocking glance at him, "You think I

suddenly darkened, the smile

Am I some kind of monster? Would I harm the woman who raised me?" Gilbert shook his head, "I

"Ha!"

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

not?"

tell me, which part of what I said was

you,

her have changed,

tapped his chin lightly,

matter how much you hate her,

hardened, a chill emanating from

How cant stand by and let them dive in destitution,

her

about it? What can you do to me?

scoffed, "Need I remind you? This is

wheelchair's handles tightly, her entire demeanor aggressive. "Don't you

quivered

it straight! If it wasn't for me, you'd have died out there in the wilderness! It