Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"How did you find out?"

Sherilyn stared straight into the man's troubled, handsome face, her eyebrows arching slightly as she cut him off with a chilly tone.

"Where did I give myself away?"

"Here..."

Gilbert raised his hand, pointing to her temple, "The hairpin, I gave one to Jenna, there were two."

Really?

Sherilyn paused, raising her hand to touch her temple, indeed finding the hairpin there.

When had she put it on? Had Jenna put it there for her?

So, that's how it was. Unexpectedly, this was the reason...

Sherilyn let her hand drop, her lips curving into a mocking smile. Was this her downfall? After hiding for so long, to be exposed by something as trivial as a hairpin... Probably not.

After all, this was the last resort she had left for herself and Jenna...

Only as a last resort...

Yet, life is unpredictable, and here she was, pushed onto this path without warning!

On one hand, Sherilyn felt a sense of relief; on the other, a new weight of pressure descended.

What now?

She had imagined this moment countless times in her mind...

Yet, she remained composed.

man. "Aren't you going to ask who Jenna's

only she knew how panicked

Would he accept her, or not? Jenna's future depended solely on his willingness to accept

his chest, making it hard for

was three

Sunhaven four years ago, minus the

parted, struggling to ask, "So

...his child?

back in her chair, her gaze cool. "I left

murmuring, "Mine,

was his

Jenna had

Then feel free

"No!"

denied, his mouth dry, "I'm not

"1

tell me back then?! Why

"Told you?"

Sherilyn's eyelashes fluttered,

into a cold

the

en

"Yes, I didn't tell you. But did I

didn't mean it was forgotten! Nor did

you're forgetful or just prematurely

she laughed again, her laugh carrying a

then let