Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 662



"Alright, big bro."

After hanging up the call, Sherilyn was a mix of worried and puzzled.

She was worried about Rebecca White, but puzzled over Francis... Did her big brother really care so much about Rebecca White?

Was she imagining things?

...

The sky gradually darkened.

Sylvia had already come downstairs, getting ready for the evening's dinner.

Caroline was bustling about with Cara, Gilbert was playing with James, and only Francis hadn't returned.

"What's going on?"

Sylvia couldn't help but worry, turning to Gilbert, "Did your brother go to the office? It's getting late, and he's still not back? He better not miss dinner." "Don't worry, grandma." Gilbert hurriedly said, "I'll give him a call."

"Make it quick." Sylvia chuckled, "Work's never done. It's a holiday, tell him to hurry back. We've still got the family toast to do tonight."

Things left undone during New Year's Eve, today they had to catch up.

"Alright."

Gilbert dialed Francis's number.

"Big bro, where are you? Are you close to home? Grandma's getting anxious, told me to hurry you."

Francis paused, then truthfully said, "I can't make it back for now."

"What?"

Gilbert panicked, "What do you mean? What kind of trouble could you possibly be in that it has to be dealt with today?"

"I'll explain another day. Gotta hang up now."

Without saying more, Francis ended the call.

"Hello? Big bro?" Gilbert was stunned. His big brother just hung up on him? "What the heck?"

As he was puzzling over this, he looked up to see Caroline giving him a knowing smile. "I know where he is. I'll take you to him."

With that, she turned and headed out.

"Caroline?"

What was happening? Gilbert was clueless but followed her out anyway, "What's going on? You know what's happened to big bro?"

"Yeah."

Caroline gave a faint smile, "Follow me, and you'll see. Can't go wrong."

Caroline drove, with Gilbert in tow, towards the Southern District Sanatorium.

Approaching the Southern District Sanatorium, Gilbert started to piece things

Sanaogether, his expressione

turning sour, "Where are we going?"

Caroline glanced at him, her smile unwavering, "You'll know once we're there."

They pulled up in front of the Southern District Sanatorium. Here...?

Gilbert's eyebrows knitted together tightly. Could it be that Caroline already knew about big brother and Rebecca White?

Was big brother now in the Southern District Sanatorium?

And Caroline came here because...

At the entrance, Sherilyn was signing in.

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x on things herself.

Caroline parked next to her, rolling down the window, "You're here too? Seems I'm in the right place."

Pointing to the back seat, "Hop in. Saves you a few steps."

The Southern District Sanatorium was vast; getting to Rebecca White's ward would take some time.

"Sherilyn!"

Gilbert had already gotten out of the car, coming over to take her hand, "What are you doing here?" Sherilyn looked at him, then at Caroline, and then thought of Rebecca White... and Francis...

A shocking and dramatic thought crossed her mind.

Could it be?

Inside the Southern District Sanatorium.

Sawyer, panting slightly, caught up to Francis, "Mr. Francis, found her!"Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Hearing this, Francis quickly stood up, eyeing Sawyer's empty hands, his brows furrowing, "Where is she?"

"Mr. Francis, you should go...

her out. Ms. White... she won't let et

anyone near. If anyone tries, she just starts crying terribly."

A jolt went through Francis's heart, and he nodded, "Lead the way!"

"Mr. Francis, this way!"

Francis quickened his pace, disbelieving what was before him as he approached.

Was Rebecca White really... here?