Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1023

No sooner had they left, Francis arrived.

Stepping in with a furrowed brow, the creases on his forehead were shallow but housed deep worries.

His usually tight-lipped self struggled even more to speak. "Doctor, what's the verdict?"

"Ha."

Gilbert shrugged, his eyebrows lifting slightly, "Oh Lord, he must have been closing his eyes when he looked at me."

Francis felt a sting in his heart, "Don't be so pessimistic. I was out for four years and woke up, and here you are, standing just fine." "Yeah."

Gilbert nodded with a smile, "I know..."

He half-smiled, "I can't bear the thought of leaving... not Sherilyn and Jenna..."

Sherilyn returned with medication and a diet plan, just as Francis was leaving the ward.

"Big bro, did you see him?"

"Yeah." Francis nodded.

"I won't see you out, then..."

She gestured towards the door, ready to enter.

hesitated,

paused, turning, "Big bro,

"Um, yeah."

his words carefully, "Gilbert called me

was

"Ha."

years with the Johnson family, it's the first time he's ever said something like that to me... He's always lived for gratitude, never for his own likes and

said, the person he

her body

silent for a moment, then placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle

had said enough, hinting

wanted to help but couldn't interfere too

"I'll be off then."

"Okay."

stood still, lifting her face, forcing down the surge of

a deep breath, she pushed open

and diet plan, we

Gilbert made a move

Sherilyn quickly stopped him, frowning, "Just sit

Gilbert, puzzled, obediently sat up straight

slow,

getting up and sitting down, can't be

swnove.

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