Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 970

"Hey..."

"Give it here."

Jack reached out to Sarah, "Let me talk to Mason."

Skipping a shoot, that's no minor issue. Sarah hesitated for a moment before handing over her phone.

"Hello?"

Jack picked up, "Mason, it's me, Jack."

"Mr. Thompson?" Mason's tone shifted instantly, "Is Sarah with you?"

"Yes."

Jack didn't go into detail, "I'm feeling under the weather, and Sarah needs to take a few days off to take care of me. Any losses to the production, I'll cover. What do you say, can we make this work?"

"Of course!"

How could Mason refuse?

"Mr. Thompson, you should definitely rest up. Let Sarah stay with you. We'll coordinate with Mr. Marshall on our end."

"Alright, thanks."

With just a few words, Jack hung up and handed the phone back to Sarah.

"Is everything okay?"

She really needed the time off, not just to look after Jack, but because of Emma... She had to wait until she woke up, to make sure everything was alright, to find some peace.

"Don't worry, it's all taken care of."

Jack said it casually, "The financial losses from the production halt, I'll have Charles handle it. Money can fix this, it's a small matter."

"...Oh." Sarah bit her lip, not saying more.

"Here." She passed a glass of water to Jack, "Take a sip."

"Alright..."

Jack nodded, reaching for the glass, but Sarah stopped him.

"Just lie back, I'll hold it. Drink from my hand."

Was she going to feed him?

Jack was stunned, nodding in a daze, "Okay."

"Here..." Sarah sat beside him, bringing the glass to his lips and slightly tilting it.

"Slowly, take small sips, don't choke."

"Where's my wife? Where is she?"

"Your wife...?"

"Waaah waaah..."

From outside, a cry could be heard.

Jack tensed, "Emma!"

Not caring for anything else, he threw off the covers, not even bothering with shoes, and ran barefoot to the door.

The door swung open, and Sarah entered, holding Emma.

"You're awake?"

Sarah was troubled, her eyes rimmed red, "Emma woke up and has been crying nonstop, nothing seems to console her."

"Give her to me!"

Jack extended his right hand, cradling Emma in one arm.

"Emma, it's me! Tell me, why is Emma crying?"

"Waaah..." Clinging to him, Emma sobbed, "Bad guys! There are bad guys... Waaah..."