Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Wait a minute..."

The nurse tried to maintain her calm as she prepared to alert the doctor.

But as she turned around, she saw Rebecca clutching a pillow and heading for the door.

Despite being blind, miraculously, she didn't bump into anything and managed to reach the front door, opening it and stepping out.

"Ms. White!"

The nurse hurried after her, "Where are you going?"

Those sleepwalking can't hear others speaking to them.

"Ms. White!"

In her panic, the nurse grabbed hold of Rebecca, "You can't go out! It's night, and it's freezing out there!"

Rebecca seemed to hear her and suddenly reacted.

Her gaze was unfocused, staring blankly at the nurse.

"Ms. White?" The nurse was hopeful, thinking she had awakened.

However, Rebecca just stood there, silent, then suddenly, her eyelids drooped, her body went limp, and she fell straight down!

"Ms. White!"

The nurse was shocked and quickly reached out to catch her, both of them collapsing to the ground.

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The nurse was sweating profusely, gasping for air, gently tapping Rebecca's cheeks, "Are you okay? Can you hear me speaking?"

Rebecca's jaws were clenched, unresponsive.

"Someone! Doctor! Nurse! Ms. White is in trouble!"

The on-duty medical staff rushed over and together lifted Rebecca up.

"What's going on?"

"Quick, notify Mr. Francis!"

In the cold depths of winter night, Francis rushed to the Southern District Sanatorium.

Rebecca lay quietly on the bed, her complexion pale and unhealthy.

She wasn't sleeping; she had fainted.

After examining her, the doctor noted her blood pressure was low and her breathing shallow. "What happened?"

Francis' tone was clearly accusatory. How could three people not take proper care of one individual? Rebecca was only blind, without any other underlying conditions. How could she have fainted?

"Mr. Johnson."

The nurse stepped forward to explain, as she was a witness.

"I'm not entirely sure, but... Ms. White seems to have somnambulism."

Somnambulism??

Francis' brow furrowed deeply, a storm brewing in his eyes as he glanced at Sawyer, "Check the surveillance." "Right away, Mr. Francis."

The Southern District Sanatorium

naturally had surveillance, equipped

with night vision. Through the

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footage, Francis witnessed the entire episode.

Rebecca indeed had somnambulism!

What shocked him even more was.

that, during her sleepwalking,

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Rebecca seemed to treat the pillow as if it were a child.

"Mr. Francis."

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The doctor approached, "We've administered an injection to Ms. White, and she's on oxygen now. She's a bit better."

"Good."

Francis went to the bedroom and sat by the bed, silently observing Rebecca's pallid face.

He wondered, under what circumstances had Rebecca given birth to James?

She had a husband. How could Eddy Jones have allowed her to give birth? After giving birth to James, she had abandoned him...

Francis' brow furrowed deeply, not quite

sar derstanding. Rebecca

clearly could have chosen notel

give birth to James...

Thinking of how she cradled the pillow during her sleepwalking, Francis sighed softly.

Maternal instinct is a woman's nature. Perhaps, when Rebecca abandoned James, it wasn't without some reluctance?

Her somnambulism was probably a result of this as well.

Francis raised his hand, massaging his forehead, realizing it was he... who had caused her to end up like this.

"Hmm..."

On the bed, Rebecca seemed uncomfortable and reached up to remove the oxygen tube.

Francis tensed up, quickly grabbing her hand.

In a low, soothing voice, he said, "Don't move, the oxygen will help you feel better."

While speaking, he gently patted her shoulder, just as he had done the last time to soothe her.