Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 525



The door swung open at the touch of the butler's hand.

"Doctor, Ms. White is waiting in the living room."

Like clockwork, the doctor made his visits at this time each day.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Rebecca, despite her blindness, seemed to have her hearing heightened, picking up the sound of two sets of footsteps entering.

It was always two people who came with the doctor.

But aside from the doctor, the other person never spoke a word.

Rebecca speculated, perhaps a nurse or an assistant?

"How are we feeling today, Ms. White?"

"I'm doing quite well, thank you." Rebecca straightened herself on the couch, a slight smile on her face despite the bandages still covering her eyes.

"It's time to change the dressing on your eyes."

"Alright, thank you."

As the doctor opened his medical bag to start the procedure, Francis silently took a seat on the couch, his gaze fixed on the layers of bandage being removed from Rebecca's eyes.

His brow furrowed.

The swelling had gone down, but the bruising lingered.

Suddenly, Sawyer rushed in, whispering urgently into Francis' ear with a voice meant for them alone, "Mr. Francis, Mr. Gilbert is here, right outside!" Francis tensed. Why would Gilbert come here?

Without saying anything, he nodded, used his cane to push himself up, shot a look at Rebecca, and then stepped outside.

In the center of the yard, Gilbert, hearing the footsteps, turned sharply.

His eyes widened in shock upon seeing Francis.

"Francis?"

"Yes," Francis nodded, motioning towards a wicker chair before taking a seat himself, "What brings you here?"

He couldn't believe his brother was investigating him.

After all, he trusted his brother.

"Francis..."

Gilbert, still reeling from the shock couldn't find it in himself to sit.

Following a trail from a call Rebecca had made to Sherilyn, he'd ended up here. So... Content belongs to

Swallowing hard, he gestured towards the house, unsure, "Is there... a woman hiding inside?"

Francis glanced at his brother, not denying it.

A chill ran down Gilbert's spine. Knowing his brother, that silence was confirmation!

"Is the woman... Rebecca??"

At the mention of the name, Francis' brows knit together, puzzled, "How did you know?"

It really was Rebecca!!

Gilbert's shock was palpable, his pupils dilating with disbelief.

"Francis!"

He ran his hands through his hair, clearly frustrated. "What are you doing with Rebecca here? Don't tell me, you've taken a fancy to her! "Ridiculous!" Francis' frown deepened, cutting off his brother's speculation.

"Not then?"

Gilbert also doubted his own suspicion.

It wasn't like his brother to do such a thing, and even if he was to keep a woman on the side, Rebecca, a married woman, would hardly be the choice! "So what's going on?"

He was baffled as to why his brother would be involved with Rebecca at all.

Then, as if a lightbulb went off in his head, Gilbert lowered his voice, "You

mean to say... Rebecca didn't ou

with Galloway, but you brought her directly here from the hospital?"

"Yes."

Francis nodded, admitting without hesitation.

"Brother..." Gilbert struggled to understand, pacing back and forth in agitation, "Why?"

Before he could continue guessing, Francis decided to clarify, his voice grave, "Whatever you're thinking, she... she's James' mother." Just as he suspected!

Gilbert's adam's apple bobbed as he processed the information, his frown deepening with each step he paced.

Every so often, he'd glance aced.

at

Francis, unsure how to proceed.

"Francis, didn't you say you wouldn't involve James' mother in this?"