Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn paused, a sudden surge of irritation rising in her chest.

"You know..." Gilbert took her hand gently, his voice soft, "Should I say you're careless, not paying attention to your own matters, or is it that your memory's just not that great?"

He chuckled, "Luckily, Jenna's a girl. They say daughters often take after their dads - she's bound to be smart."

Sherilyn shot him a sidelong glare, visibly annoyed.

"I'm wrong," Gilbert quickly conceded, seeing he might have gone too far, "She'll be like you - smart and beautiful. Come on, let's not keep the doctor waiting. I've got a feeling he's not the most patient man." In Sunhaven, there weren't many who'd dare to cross Mr. Gilbert Johnson.

And that old doctor was one of the few.

Sherilyn understood the stakes and followed him into the car, though she remained silent and stern-faced throughout the ride.

The visit to the doctor went similarly.

Upon seeing Sherilyn's mood, the doctor didn't hesitate to scold Gilbert, "Mr. Johnson, if you keep upsetting her, I'd advise you not to bother with any treatment. It's all in vain if she's not in good spirits." Gilbert could only sigh. He had warned her - the doctor was known for his temper.

down," the doctor instructed Sherilyn, leading her into the acupuncture room, leaving Gilbert waiting outside, where

she might be feeling unwell, asked in a low voice, "How

before nodding slightly,

softly, "Let's

to eat light with your medication. Maybe Soup

to him,

me straight, what are you up to? No beating

"Hmm?"

tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his expression neutral,

crew, making a show of taking

"Oh, that."

smile fading as he looked at her seriously, "What

Sherilyn voiced her

"Yes!"

like a game of

love Jenna, I can see that. Perhaps it's just