Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 394

In that moment, Sherilyn suddenly pushed Rebecca. "You gotta run!"

"What?" Rebecca was taken aback but quickly caught on.

Shaking her head, she said, "No, I won't leave... It was my fault."

"Go, now!" Sherilyn implored, her brow furrowed with urgency. "I'll stay!"

If it weren't for her, Rebecca wouldn't have been dragged into this mess. She couldn't just abandon her friend, the one who stood up for her, when trouble hit!

That's not how you treat friends.

"No way, I'm not leaving!"

But Rebecca stood her ground. Caroline had hurt her leg, and things were complicated. How could she just let her friend take the blame for her?

Meanwhile, the assistant carefully helped a barely conscious Caroline onto a stretcher and then pointed accusingly in Sherilyn and Rebecca's direction.

"Grab them! Don't let them get away!"

...

As soon as Gilbert wrapped up his meeting, Charles informed him, "Mr. Gilbert, your phone's been ringing off the hook. It's Ms. Bennett's assistant."

Something wrong?

Gilbert frowned slightly.

Even though his brother was now awake, he was still in recovery, so Caroline's assistant still preferred to call him for emergencies.

Picking up his phone, Gilbert called back.

"Mr. Johnson!"

On the other end, the assistant was frantic. "Caroline's been injured on set! Something fell and hurt her leg!"

What? Gilbert's eyes flashed with anger. "How could you let this happen? Can't you do your job? If not, get lost!"

"Mr. Johnson."

The assistant braced for the scolding, then carefully said, "It was intentional, we were... caught off guard."

This was serious?

"Who?" Gilbert's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashing through them. Was someone really that bold?

"Sherilyn, Rebecca."

Hmm? Gilbert paused, thinking he'd misheard, a smirk unknowingly forming. "Who? Say that again."

"Sherilyn, Rebecca."

"The situation's clear, and you're not involved. Get going."

So, Rebecca had taken all the blame? Still, at the very least, shouldn't they listen to her side of the story?

Leaving the interrogation room, Sherilyn asked the officer, "Can I see my friend?"

"Not right now," the officer replied. "She's still being interrogated."

"Thank you, officer."

Exiting the police station, Sherilyn had a plan.

Time was of the essence. She hailed a cab and headed straight for the hospital.

On the way, she called Caroline. "It's me. I'd like to talk..."

That call was Sherilyn's ticket into the hospital room. Otherwise, given Caroline's status, visiting her would have been impossible.

A nurse led her in. "This way, please."

"Thank you."

After expressing her gratitude, Sherilyn pushed open the hospital room door.

Upon entering, she saw Gilbert sitting by the bed, his voice warm and caring. "Feeling any better? Is it still very painful?"