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 something

of them, wrapped in each other's arms, looked incredibly

gaze was fixed on the woman's face,

face he was

was Jenna's mom. And

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

Gilbert walked

as he settled into the car, his

It was Charles.

Gilbert, about

inquiry, aside

two other buyers. their information

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"Alright."

checked the message

buyers... completely unfamiliar

Sherilyn

start the car,

the ice

time, it was the face he

loosely tied in a low bun, still wearing that Minnie Mouse hair

tied in

at the woman holding Jenna, "Thanks so much, Auntie Dawn."

The Jenna,