Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Suddenly, his gaze halted, and there she was, a familiar face - Sophia, Jenna's babysitter!

"Sophia!"

Gilbert immediately dashed towards her.

"Mr. Johnson?" Sophia, who was sitting on a park bench knitting a sweater, stood up in surprise upon seeing him.

"What are you doing here?"

"Where's Jenna?"

He paused, then added, "And Jenna's mom?"

"Huh?" Sophia wasn't sure why he was asking but pointed in a direction anyway.

"Jenna's mom took her to the ice cream parlor over there for some milkshakes."

"Got it! Thanks!"

After thanking her, Gilbert turned and hurried towards the ice cream parlor.

As he reached the street across, he stopped.

The door of the ice cream parlor swung open, and out came a little boy, followed by a young woman carrying a cuddly doll.

It was Jenna! Jenna snuggled into the young woman's neck, planting a shy kiss on her cheek before whispering something in her ear.

ha..." The woman burst into laughter, gently patting Jenna's back. Leaning over to Jenna's ear, she whispered

of them, wrapped in each other's

gaze was fixed on the woman's face, a face completely unknown

face

mom. And Jenna's mom wasn't

What was he thinking? That Jenna could be Sherilyn's child? Seems like he was

walked back

into the car, his

It was Charles.

Gilbert, about

aside from you,

are two other buyers. their information to

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"Alright."

Gilbert checked the

other buyers... completely unfamiliar names,

Sherilyn got that

he was about to start the

of the ice cream parlor opened once

it was

her lips a her hair loosely tied

tied in a

Jenna, "Thanks

The Jenna,