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!"

and daughter made peace and dashed

...

to the Southern District Sanatorium. "Sherilyn." Rebecca White pulled her to sit on the couch, her

it had something to

"It's just..."

if you could talk to Mr. Francis for me, see if

was surprised, "What's wrong with

internally, hesitantly adding, "It's

about Francis after

slowly nodded,

"I think..."

White paused several times, "I think... he might

aback, then chuckled, "Did he confess? Said

down!" "Okay." Sherilyn fought back a laugh, lowering her voice, "So, what did he

was a shade of deep

laugh softly, "Either he did or he didn't. What's

"Because I'm not sure."

rubbed her temples, "Last

"Wait." Sherilyn immediately

"It was

tell me? I didn't get to celebrate with

a present..."

"Hey!"

it off, "I forgot myself until Jane reminded me last night... That's not the point. The point