Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 292

He stretched his hand out, realizing the little munchkin was so tiny. Could she even reach

his knee?

Gilbert paused for a second, then squatted down and said, “Here you go.”

Jenna, with her big eyes twinkling, reached out to grab the pen, her voice sweet and soft, “Thank you, sir.”

She spoke with a Sunhaven accent.

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, a smile creeping onto his face. “You’re from Sunhaven?”

“Yep.” Jenna nodded, “I’m from Sunhaven.”

Gilbert was quite surprised.

“What a coincidence! I’m from Sunhaven too.”

“Wow!”

Jenna’s eyes widened, sparkling with excitement, “My mommy is also in Sunhaven. Have you seen my mommy, sir?”

“Not really.”

Gilbert couldn’t help but chuckle at the child’s lack of logic.

would he know who her mom was? How could he possibly have met

reason, he felt an inexplicable warmth towards this little

her hand, “What were you planning to

to write something, to tell mommy

that so?” Gilbert pointed to a whiteboard, “Well,

“Okay.”

marker and moved closer to the whiteboard. But then, she froze,

puzzled, “Why

of tears, “I don’t know how

he could respond, she tipped her face up

“Hey!”

at what to do. In a rush, he scooped Jenna up

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arms.

cry, okay? will help

sniffled, nodding

held Jenna’s chubby hand, with its little dimples, close to the whiteboard, “What do you want

misses you.”

“Alright…”

her

‘Jenna, he looked down at the little munchkin, “Which

Jenna, bewildered, stared with her big doe eyes, as if it was

Gilbert:

asked. How could