Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1245

"Wait!"

Gilbert hurriedly called after her, worry etched on his face. "What are you doing at the hospital? Are you feeling alright? Or is it Jenna?"

"No, I'm fine," Sherilyn replied, shaking her head with a smile. "I'm just here to see Joyce-"

Before she could finish, her phone started ringing. It was Joyce, probably just finishing her shift.

"She's hurrying me," Sherilyn said quickly. "I've got to go-bye!"

"Bye-❞ Gilbert barely managed a word before Sherilyn turned and dashed off, answering her phone as she ran.

"I'm coming, I'm coming! Stop rushing me, Dr. Cooper-"

Watching her disappear down the corridor, Gilbert's expression turned bitter, and

he murmured softly, "Goodbye, Sherilyn."

He stood there in silence for several minutes before heading toward the underground parking garage.

the elevator next to his slid open and Francis emerged. The brothers came face to

slightly, his

nodded, pausing for a moment. "Do you have a

hesitation, gesturing to his car. "Let's talk in

glanced at his younger brother-he'd noticed right away that Gilbert looked exhausted and pale. Gilbert hadn't come to the hospital in

seeing Gilbert like this, he could guess something

going on? You

sorry, Francis." Gilbert's eyes were half closed, his expression heavy. He spoke directly, "I haven't been to the hospital these days,

brows knitting in confusion, but he didn't press.

brother, hatred clear in his eyes. "I don't want to see her. I can't

"I'm afraid I

you mean?" Francis faltered,

sick! Because of me, she's been sick for years! And now... I don't even know if

silent, just listening as

quiet sigh, a silent ache passing through him. So that's

had suffered so much more than they'd

In the face of such old wounds, what comfort