Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



"Hmph." Sherilyn pouted, "Looks like you two are getting pretty cozy!"

"Not at all!"

Gilbert panicked, eager to prove his innocence, pressing his palm against her belly, "I swear to you and our little one, if I ever betray you, may I lose everything I cherish and end up all alone for the rest of my life!"

Sweet nothings always sound so charming.

Sherilyn's heart fluttered slightly, patting his cheek, "Mr. Gilbert, did you sweeten your lips with honey today?"

"Did I?" Gilbert feigned innocence, "I wouldn't know, why don't you have a taste and find out?"

Saying so, he edged closer to her lips, "Take a bite, see if I did?"

"Stop it! Everyone's looking!"

"Let them look!"

Arriving at the Johnson Mansion, Sylvia had been eagerly waiting at the doorstep.

Upon seeing Sherilyn, she quickly reached out to pull her in, "Sherilyn, my dear, let me have a good look at you."

"Sylvia."

"You've lost weight."

Sylvia shot a glare at Gilbert. "How have you been taking care of her? Sherilyn's face, it's so thin! Aren't you feeding her?"

"Grandma..." Gilbert was at a loss for words.

Francis looked at his brother and laughed. "Well, there goes our status, down another notch."

"Isn't that how it should be?"

Sylvia shot her grandsons a look, "Can you two have babies?"

She carefully guided Sherilyn inside, "Take it slow, dear."

Sylvia was cautious, fearing even the slightest bump. It couldn't be helped; the Johnson family had always been on the smaller side.

After much effort in preserving two grandsons, now that they had provided her with a great-grandchild, all she wished for in her old age was a house full of laughter and children.

Francis glanced at his brother, asking, "Sherilyn's pregnant, what are you planning?"

The implication was clear: he was urging him to tie the knot.

"I've got plans." A smile played on Gilbert's lips. "Actually, I had plans even before Sherilyn got pregnant. The ring's on its way. Once it arrives, I'll need Francis and Sylvia's help..."

A proposal, of course, would need the presence of family - both as a form of support for him and to show Sherilyn her importance to them. Francis naturally had no objections, "Sure."

Gilbert looked around and lowered his voice, "Big brother, what about you and Caroline's wedding...?"

They had been ready to get married.

But then, James came into the picture, and the wedding was put on hold.

Francis' expression was indifferent. "Whether we marry or not, I'll listen to her."

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Yet, it was a conversation too delicate for two men to broach directly.

Instead, Gilbert shifted the topic.

"How's James' mom doing?"

Francis remained neutral, stating calmly, "The bandages are off, but she's blind."

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Rebecca was still so young; she couldn't possibly spend her whole life in darkness.

Besides, he couldn't take care of her forever.

Over time, it would be difficult to explain to Caroline.

"Try to hurry," Gilbert shared the concern. "Caroline has her suspicions."

"Yeah, I know."

At the dinner table, Sylvia was busy making sure James ate well while also serving Sherilyn.

"Sherilyn, eat up..."

"Thank you, Sylvia."

Francis' phone rang; it was Sawyer calling.

"Mr. Francis, Rebecca has disappeared!"