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.

her into the acupuncture room, leaving Gilbert waiting outside, where he picked up some

low voice, "How was

hesitated before nodding

smiled softly,

the way back, he suggested, "How about dinner together tonight? You need to

to him, her

up to? No beating around the

"Hmm?"

grip on the steering wheel,

investment, dropping by the set, afternoon teas for the crew, making a show of taking me away in front of

"Oh, that."

seriously,

Sherilyn voiced her

"Yes!"

almost like a game of quickfire

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