Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 715

Chapter 715

"Sure."

Sherilyn agreed, "I've got some time this afternoon..."

After hanging up, she heard Jenna huffing in protest. "Mr. Gilbert, that's not right!"

"What's wrong?" Gilbert looked his daughter up and down, seeing nothing amiss.

"My pants!" Jenna glared, pointing at herself, "They're backwards! The butterfly is supposed to be in the front."

"Oh." Gilbert looked and, indeed, they were on the wrong way, though it hardly made a difference.

Laughing, he admitted his mistake, "You're right, my bad. Let's fix that, shall we? Can you forgive me? I'll make sure it doesn't happen again." "Hmph." Jenna pouted, still upset.

Sherilyn walked over, urging, "Once you're dressed, go brush your teeth and wash up, breakfast is getting cold."

"Mom's mad."

Gilbert winked at Jenna, "Hurry!"

"Oh..." Jenna rushed into Gilbert's arms, "Don't mess up next time, Sir! Hug!"

"Of course!"

daughter made peace and dashed into the

...

so by afternoon, she was off to the Southern District Sanatorium. "Sherilyn." Rebecca White

curious, guessing it had something

"It's just..."

to Mr. Francis for me, see if I could get

"What's wrong with this one? Isn't it

internally, hesitantly adding,

about Francis

nodded,

"I think..."

"I think... he might

chuckled, "Did he

White was almost panicking, patting Sherilyn's hand, "Keep it down!" "Okay." Sherilyn fought back a laugh, lowering her voice, "So, what did he do?" "He,

shade of deep red, "He might

"Either he did or he didn't.

"Because I'm not sure."

White rubbed her temples, "Last night was

"Wait." Sherilyn immediately

was

and you didn't tell me? I didn't get to celebrate with

a present..."

"Hey!"

until Jane reminded me last night... That's not the point. The point