Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Haha, yeah."

Jenna snuggled up to her mom, feeling completely content.

"Close your eyes." Sherilyn bent down to kiss her daughter, "Time to sleep, Jenna, along with the moon."

Obediently, Jenna closed her eyes, her long lashes resting on her lower eyelids like tiny fans.

"Mommy." The tiny fans trembled slightly, her voice muffled, "If only... if only he could be Daddy."

At those words, Sherilyn shuddered, gazing down at her daughter in her arms.

Had Jenna really said that? Did she really, truly like Gilbert that much?

As her daughter slowly fell into a peaceful sleep, Sherilyn felt a sense of loss, unable to sleep for a long time.

...

The next day, Sherilyn didn't ask Gilbert to pick her up from the dance studio. He had a dinner party, so she went to Golden Oak Manor herself. Leaving the hospital, Elijah told her that Jenna's condition was more stable this time. After tomorrow's treatment, she could be discharged.

She knew well it was all thanks to Gilbert's medicine.

usual, Sherilyn stopped by the supermarket to

greeted by a sweet, cloying scent wafting from

he was surprised to see a slender

steps towards

up in a bun and secured with

"Why are you the one bustling about? Where's the maid? It's this late, haven't you eaten yet?" "You're

"She finished her duties, so I let her leave early." Anticipating his misunderstanding, she added with a smile,

that so?" Gilbert, still puzzled, surveyed

attire clearly indicated

Sherilyn said with

"For me?"

nodded. "It's almost

turned off the stove, lifting the

to see a bowl set over boiling water, containing an unpeeled

you been coughing

explained, “I bought some pears from the supermarket on my way back, along with some honey. I hollowed out the pear, filled

donned oven mitts to carefully remove the

too hot right now, let it cool before you eat. This is really good for a cough. When I was little and had a cough, my

saw Gilbert staring at her,