Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1223

This time, Sherilyn didn't wake up quickly.

After she was brought out of the ER, she was moved to the observation ward.

She'd just undergone a series of tests, and now they had to wait for the results. Gilbert sat by her bedside, keeping watch, until Charles arrived.

"Mr. Gilbert," Charles said quietly, "the lab results are back. Would you like to see the doctor?"

Gilbert glanced at Sherilyn, who was sleeping peacefully, and then got up to follow Charles into the hallway.

His brow was furrowed, tense. "See the doctor? Wasn't it just a simple sleeping pill?"

"It... doesn't look like it," Charles replied, hesitant. "I'm worried I might not explain it well. It's better if you hear it directly from the doctor."

"Alright."

They made their way to the lab.

Gilbert met with the attending doctor. "The pills my wife took-they weren't just sleeping pills?"

"You could call them that," the doctor replied, "but they're not ordinary sleeping pills."

Gilbert wasn't familiar with the details, but he had a bad feeling. "There are different kinds?"

The doctor nodded and hesitated a moment before continuing. "Mr. Harrison, forgive me for asking, but... has

narrowing sharply.

psychotherapy. While it does have a sedative effect, on its own it

Adjunct medication for therapy?

his feet, his expression darkening like a thundercloud. Saying

Charles called after him, flashing an apologetic smile at

"Charles." Gilbert stopped abruptly.

"Yes, Mr. Gilbert?"

here,” Gilbert instructed. “Don't let Sherilyn

confused. "But... shouldn't you be the

go back for a bit. Stay here and watch her." Gilbert didn't elaborate. "Listen carefully: until

Understand?"

"Yes, sir."

didn't return to

observation ward. Instead, he

straight for

his car,

toward Blue Haven.

into the South Building, climbed

vanity, pulling open every drawer, searching every corner

found nothing. "Where

had Sherilyn hidden the