Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn gently pulled her hand away, her delicate lashes quivering slightly. "Then I'll wait for your message." "Okay."

Gilbert's gaze dimmed as he retracted his hand, idly spinning the cup of coffee in his grasp, hesitating before he spoke. "Sherilyn, could I... see Jenna?"

The meaning behind his words was clear to both of them.

This wasn't about merely 'seeing' Jenna.

He had already met Jenna before; by saying this now, he clearly wished to acknowledge her as his daughter.

Sherilyn's lips formed a slight smile-she wasn't surprised, having expected this.

"Gilbert, Jenna and I, we've gotten used to our life. It's just us in our world... do you understand?"

The expected answer.

Gilbert nodded, his tongue tasting bitterness, "I understand."

He had missed all of Jenna's life so far... Sherilyn's refusal to let him acknowledge his daughter was expected, yet understandable. "And..."

Sipping her tea, Sherilyn added, "Also, please don't tell Sylvia about Jenna."

Sylvia was the one who cherished lineage the most.

If she found out, she would definitely make a big deal about bringing Jenna back to the Johnson family, and who knows, she might even push them towards reconciliation because of Jenna. Sherilyn wanted to avoid any unnecessary complications.

voice heavy with promise: "Don't worry, I know

you." Sherilyn

profound bitterness,

a card from his pocket and placed it in

this?" Sherilyn

"It's a supplementary card."

offering

head without a second thought, "I don't need it.

insisted, "That was for you; this is

the card, "I am Jenna's father. It's my duty to

parted slightly, unable

"Take it. There's no limit on

a moment of hesitation, Sherilyn accepted the

and they left the coffee shop, Gilbert drove Sherilyn to her

him, unbuckling her

Gilbert suddenly spoke up, stopping

turned back

furrowed his brows, finding it hard

"Do

me if I said I don't?" Her response

with difficulty. Sherilyn

bring up hatred?

pale and troubled face, her