Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Held in her mother's arms, Jenna quieted down again.

With no choice but to hold on, Sherilyn cradled Jenna until the wee hours, sitting propped against the headboard of the bed.

As dawn approached, Sherilyn gently touched Jenna's forehead. It wasn't hot anymore, and she seemed to be sleeping deeply.

Placing her down, Jenna didn't cry anymore.

Sherilyn sighed in relief and seized the moment to catch a wink of sleep.

Just as she closed her eyes, her phone rang.

It was another message from Gilbert.

[I've talked to Dr. Dalton. Let's take Jenna over today. Tell him in detail about what happened last night so he can have another look. It'll put our minds at ease.]

Sherilyn immediately replied.

[Okay.]

After sending the message, Gilbert quickly responded.

[How about you? Did you get any rest last night?]

Sherilyn's gaze flickered, and after a brief silence, she put down the phone without replying.

On the other end, Gilbert held his phone, waiting for a response that never came.

in front of

***

like the day before,

before, Sophia took Jenna

Jenna was gone did Gilbert dare

"It's normal to feel a bit uncomfortable a few days

breathed a sigh of relief. "So,

she develops a high fever, or a low fever that doesn't subside after a

"You're welcome."

your work." Gilbert didn't reply, his gaze lingering on

apple bobbed.

for

in

"It's

Taking care of

is what I should

faint smile. "Jenna is waiting for me.

watching her walk away, his eyes growing darker. He murmured to himself, "Taking care of my own child is what

Yes, that's right.

hadn't taken care of her even

see his daughter every day, to take care

he earn that

...

garden, Sherilyn