Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

How many times had he seen Jenna now? And he hadn't even gotten her a treat!

"Hold on a sec."

Gilbert, holding Jenna with one arm, reached for his phone with the other and dialed a number. "It's me, yeah, grab some strawberry milk, right..." After hanging up, he flashed Jenna a smile.

"Just wait a bit, Jenna. Your favorite strawberry milk is on its way."

"Mmm..."

Tears welled up in Jenna's eyes as she buried herself into Gilbert's embrace, holding him tight. "Sir, you're the best! I love you, sir!"

He chuckled softly, "And I love you too, Jenna. Very, very much."

At the doorway of the hospital room.

Sherilyn stood there, quietly observing the scene.

She had only stepped away for a moment, and Gilbert had shown up? Should she mention the uncanny bond this father and daughter shared?

Blinking back her tears, Sherilyn quickly stepped aside...

Soon, Charles arrived with the strawberry milk Jenna had been craving.

"Mr. Gilbert..."

Charles, holding the bag, was still trying to grasp the situation. Mr. Gilbert with a little girl? And what a beautiful little girl she was! She was the most gorgeous child he had ever laid eyes on. "Yeah." Gilbert nodded. "Open one for her."

"Sure thing."

a bottle from the bag, opened it, and handed

you go, Jenna. Your

didn't even reach out; she just opened

rhythmically,

"Jenna's

child does

Jenna feels unwell, or, you know, misses

pause,

took the number,

seem like a

if not downright wealthy. Not likely a scammer, especially since Jenna had nothing he could possibly want to scam her

Jenna clung to Gilbert's finger.

worried Jenna might cling, quickly said,

"Jenna, you

gentleman. t things to

of."

Jenna pouted, looking

Gilbert felt a pang of heartache, "Don't be sad, Jenna. I will come to visit

lit up at

her little finger, she

Gilbert, momentarily taken aback, laughed and hooked his finger around her chubby one. "I

"Bye, Jenna."

parting was bittersweet for

left, Sherilyn made her