Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 738

"Huh?"

Sherilyn couldn't stand his haughty demeanor, "What's there to be smug about? The reason I said what I did was simply to spare Jenna the pain of thinking she's a child abandoned by her father..." Hearing this, Gilbert's expression darkened, and he reached out to take Sherilyn's hand.

"I was wrong before, but I promise things will be different from now on, Sherilyn... Let's get married. I've already talked to Jenna about it, and she's not opposed. Let's pick a date to visit grandma and have her help us plan the wedding." Sherilyn was stunned. Was it happening so soon? This day... was finally coming.

...

Johnson Mansion.

In the afternoon.

After lunch, Sylvia was dozing off in a recliner, rocking gently back and forth.

When the doorbell rang, Cara went to answer it.

"Who is it?"

Soon, Cara returned, holding an envelope, "Grandma, it's an express delivery for you."

"Hm?"

Sylvia perked up a bit, "For me?"

Why would that be?

for many years; why would anyone send her an express delivery? "Open it and

"Alright."

the envelope, Sylvia put on her reading glasses and took out the contents

Gradually, her face changed.

Cara, "Quick! Call Francis and Gilbert, tell them to come back immediately!"

and Cara didn't dare delay, promptly

at the front door, both completely in the dark

they found Sylvia sitting on the sofa with a grave expression, her gaze

uneasy glances; they hadn't seen their grandmother like

"Grandma, we're here."

"Grandma, what's the matter?"

and respectful,

Sylvia remained silent.

Francis to Gilbert, her gaze lingered on

asked Francis, "Who

in shock, and he stammered, "Grandma, who are you asking about? Who is

Sylvia let out a cold, soft chuckle, pointing at Gilbert, "I'm asking you, who is

aback, turning to look at each

you

this, Sylvia sensed there was indeed an

she turned her gaze directly

he won't speak, fine, you tell me!