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.

waiting outside, where he picked up some herbal concoctions prepared for them. When

asked in a low voice, "How was your first

before nodding

softly,

way back, he suggested, "How about dinner together tonight? You need to eat light with your medication. Maybe Soup Journey? You've always liked their

to him, her

what are you up to? No

"Hmm?"

his grip on the steering wheel, his expression neutral, "What have I

the set, afternoon teas for the crew, making a show of taking

"Oh, that."

her seriously, "What do you think I'm trying

Sherilyn voiced her suspicion.

"Yes!"

almost like a game of quickfire

she laughed softly, "You really love Jenna, I can see that. Perhaps it's just