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.

smile crossed his lips. Now, Sherilyn didn't need to pretend in front of him anymore... even his concern

***

day

as before, Sophia

was gone did Gilbert

normal to feel a bit uncomfortable a few days after changing medication.

a sigh of relief. "So, does she need

a high fever, or a low fever that doesn't subside after a week, or if she shows gastrointestinal symptoms, come

"You're welcome."

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

bobbed. "Sherilyn, you've

fell for a

clear in her

"It's

Taking care of my

is what I should

faint smile. "Jenna is waiting for me.

his eyes growing darker. He murmured to himself, "Taking care

Yes, that's right.

he, as a father, hadn't taken care of

now? He yearned to see his daughter every day, to take care of

how could he earn

...

garden, Sherilyn picked up