Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 285

The moment Gilbert spoke, Charles immediately understood what he meant. "Mr. Gilbert, should we handle it?"

"Yes." With a slight nod, Gilbert confirmed the necessity.

It was inevitable, after all.

Leaving such a ticking time bomb near Sherilyn? This time it was acute appendicitis, and on a day when a hurricane had shut down the roads!

Had he not arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Hannah really has a mean streak!

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Meanwhile, Edgar had rushed to the hospital.

"Nurse, has a patient named Sherilyn been admitted recently?"

"Yes, she's in observation room 3."

"Thank you!"

Edgar entered the quiet observation room and slowed his pace as he sat beside the bed.

"Sherilyn..."

He spoke softly, as if handling something fragile, gently holding Sherilyn's hand.

"I'm sorry I'm late... but thank goodness, you're alright..."

Sherilyn's hand stirred in his palm.

"Sherilyn?" Edgar tensed up. "You're awake?"

Sherilyn, with furrowed brows, slowly opened her eyes. "Edgar... it's you."

The pain was intense, and her consciousness was blurry. She vaguely remembered being carried and brought to the hospital.

She hadn't expected Edgar to be the one.

But then, who else but Edgar would worry about her so much?

On a hurricane-hit day, with roads closed, only he would go to such lengths for her.

"Yeah, it's me."

Edgar, unaware of her thoughts, nodded. "I'm sorry I'm late. How are you feeling?"

"Much better." Sherilyn's voice was weak. "How did you know I was sick?"

"Derek told me."