Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 389

Back at Sunset Ridge Community, Jenna was already asleep.

Sophia, however, was still awake, sitting on the couch and folding laundry fresh from the dryer.

When she saw Sherilyn, she whispered, “Back already? Jenna’s asleep. I’ll finish up here and then join her.”

“Sophia, thank you so much.”

It wasn’t just politeness; it was heartfelt.

Jenna wasn’t an average child; she needed special care at night. Although Sophia was paid for her work, it took someone truly kind to be as meticulous as she was.

“You’re too kind,” Sophia said with a smile, waving her hand dismissively. “I have a daughter too. Honestly, I understand; it’s not easy for you.

Both being single mothers, Sophia could deeply empathize with Sherilyn.

“It’s late. You should go wash up and get some rest.”

“Alright.” Sherilyn got up and headed to the bathroom. “Sophia, I’ll stay with Jenna tonight. You take a break.”

“Oh,” Sophia said with a smile and a nod. “That would be lovely.”

Half an hour later, Sherilyn entered Jenna’s room.

The little girl was all spread out on the bed like a little frog, her cute chubby mouth a bit open, snoring.

“My little piggy,” Sherilyn chuckled, gently touching her daughter’s forehead. Jenna was warm, sweating lightly under a thin blanket even with the heating on.

Sherilyn lay down on the adjacent bed, her mind still active.

There was no denying it; things had been getting steadily better since they moved back to

Sunhaven.

And now, she was pregnant again…

“Jenna,” Sherilyn whispered, gently squeezing her daughter’s chubby little fist. “You’re the bravest, strongest little girl in the world. Just wait a bit longer; soon, you’ll be going to school. and making friends just like other kids.”

eyes

filled

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settled her on the couch, handing

bottle.

girl, have some

the morning was a habit she had instilled

bottle, her big eyes

smells so

little nose. “There’s a cheesy baked sweet potato in the oven.

head bobbed eagerly. “Yes, please! Did

“Yes, I did.”

but still made sweet potatoes for me.

little girl threw herself into Sherilyn’s arms, planting a kiss on

“You’re welcome.”

guilt washed over Sherilyn; she had been so busy lately that she’d had little time

She had the day off and

go have some yummy food.”

to the

the oven. It lay on the table, the golden. sweet potato and cheese perfectly melded together, topped with a

It looked delicious.

Jenna’s special plate, and handed

“Thank you, Mommy.”

like a pro, scooped up a bit, and held it to her

“Hot! Hot!”

the neighborhood, Sherilyn turned to Gilbert. “What

you

smirk on his lips, said, “I’m taking you somewhere. You’re off

his tone. “What do you mean? Where are you taking me? What does my day off have to do with you? Have you forgotten

up last

acting as if

anxious. “Where are you taking

go on

her, casually saying, “You’ll know when