"Mr. Johnson."
"How is she doing?"
"She's alright now..."
Seated in her wheelchair, Caroline lifted her gaze towards the door upon hearing the commotion.
"Caroline?"
Gilbert, in a rush, entered the room, his eyes filled with lingering concern and panic as they met Caroline's.
"You made it?"
A smile played at the corners of Caroline's lips, radiating warmth from her heart, "Scared you, didn't I?"
She wheeled herself forward a few steps, slightly embarrassed, "Sorry, I was feeling under the weather earlier. The nurses overreacted and called you... I'm feeling much better now."
Gilbert watched her for a moment, reassured by her appearance that she was indeed alright, and nodded.
"That's good."
He turned and took a few steps toward the couch, sitting down. The act of loosening his tie betrayed his less-than-pleasant mood.
"What's wrong?" Caroline raised an eyebrow, "You seem upset... Is it because of me?"
"No, not at all..." Gilbert instinctively shook his head.
"Don't deny it."
With a gentle smile, Caroline chided, "If I can't even tell when you're troubled after all these years, then what's the point?"
Gilbert stayed silent.
"What's bothering you?" Caroline's smile faded as she pressed on, "Can't you share it with me?"
He sighed softly, his gaze dropping, "Actually, you don't have to say it. I can guess it's about Sherilyn, right?"
Gilbert, taken aback, looked up, ready to deny it.
"I've seen it..."
Caroline spoke before he could, "The whole buzz about that guy visiting her on set. It's been all over the place."
Though it had been quietly squashed down.
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