Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

On the phone, Gilbert spilled the beans about the doctor.

"Alright... I'll leave it to you then, big bro."

Now that Caroline had moved back to the Johnson Mansion, it was up to her big brother to break the news.

After hanging up, the maid brought in the medicine, and Sherilyn watched as he downed it. This time, she was prepared.

As soon as he finished, she quickly popped a piece of candy into his mouth.

Then, she stood up.

She was done eating and ready to leave. She reminded Gilbert, "Wait here for a bit, until Jenna wakes up. Spend some time with her before you go."

Back in the day, they didn't have this luxury. But now that they were all living under one roof, it was their duty as parents to spend as much time with their kid as possible. When she couldn't be there, the task naturally fell to him.

"Sure."

Gilbert nodded with the candy still in his mouth, showing no objection.

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Elsewhere.

At Johnson Mansion.

Francis let out a sigh as soft as a whisper after hanging up the phone. Lifting his gaze, he saw Caroline wheeling herself towards him.

Seeing him, she smiled, "Morning."

"Morning." Francis watched her, pondering whether to just say it now.

"What's up?"

Caroline, ever so sharp, sensed something was afoot. "You look like you have something to say?"

"Yeah."

Francis nodded, took a deep breath, and decided to get straight to the point.

"Gilbert just called me... He's found a top-notch doctor."

At this, the smile slowly faded from Caroline's face.

She forced a grin, "Really?"

"Yeah." Francis continued, "This doctor is world-renowned, with many successful cases of patients who've managed to walk again under his care." Caroline remained nonchalant, "Sounds impressive."

Francis went on, "We've already been in touch, and he's reviewed your case. There's hope for your recovery."

"Hmm." Caroline raised an eyebrow, quietly listening.

"This doctor is based in Quinland.

He's quite booked, but we've managed to secure a spot. Get ready, I'll make the arrangements, and we'll send you over as soon as possible..." en FindNovel

"Ha!"

Caroline let out a scoff before he could even finish.

"I knew it."

Her smile was laced with mischief, "So, how long did you and your brother scheme up this excuse?" "Caroline?" Francis frowned.

"Quinland?"

Her amusement faded, her gaze sharp and cold, "You want to send me that far away?"

Her tone suddenly darkened, "To get treatment? What an excellent excuse When in reality, you just find me a nuisance! Afraid I'll get in the way of your perfect little lives!"

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Francis's brows furrowed, his expression one of confusion. "Is that really what you think?"

"Yes!" Caroline's response was adamant, "You're tired of me now?"

Her eyes began to seethe, "Have you both forgotten how you made it this far? Without me, you'd have been dead long ago!"

Her breathing grew rapid, "Thinking of sending me away? Not happening! Dream on!"

"Caroline!"

Francis cut her off, his astonishment evident, "How could you think that way?"

His glance fleetingly touched on her legs before sighing.

"Be reasonable! We're genuinely

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about you! At your age, really plan to spend the rest

of your life in a wheelchair?

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"..." Caroline was momentarily speechless, staring at him in disbelief.

Francis shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his tone, "If you're unwilling, we can't force you, but..."

"Do you really want to spend your life like this, just to spite us?"

A cold laugh escaped Caroline's somewhat pale face.

"..." Francis sighed and shook his head, "This is about your whole life. Think it over carefully."

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