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.

frowned, his voice heavy with promise: "Don't worry, I know what to

Sherilyn

profound bitterness, unable

pocket and placed it in front of

Sherilyn

"It's a supplementary card."

offering

head without a second thought, "I don't need it. You've already given me

you; this

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

parted slightly, unable to

There's no limit on this

a moment of hesitation, Sherilyn accepted

the

unbuckling her seatbelt

Gilbert suddenly spoke up, stopping

turned back to look at

wanted to ask..." Gilbert furrowed his brows, finding it hard to express himself,

blurted out, "Do you hate

if I said I don't?" Her response was vague

bobbed with difficulty. Sherilyn hated him!

up hatred?

looked at his pale and troubled face, her laugh cold