Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 819

Early in the morning, Sherilyn got up to prepare Jenna's day-out bag. Last night, Sophia had received a call from Gilbert, confirming his plans to take Jenna out today. It was likely that Francis had passed on the message. Knowing she was going out with Mr. Gilbert, Jenna didn't even wait for her mom to wake her up; she was already up and following her mom around like a little shadow.

"Mom, when is Mr. Gilbert coming?" Jenna asked eagerly. Sherilyn, with a smile, pointed at the wall clock, "He'll be here at eight."

With five minutes to eight, the doorbell rang.

"Jenna, go!"

Jenna ran to the door, laughing joyously, "It's Mr. Gilbert! Haha!"

"Good morning, Jenna."

Gilbert bent down and scooped her up in his arms. Looking up, he saw Sherilyn approaching with a bag. She handed it over calmly, "It's all Jenna's things inside, her water bottle, wet wipes... Also, I've included a note with Jenna's likes and dislikes, as well as some of her habits."

"Got it." Gilbert took the bag, hooking it over his arm, nodding, "I'll remember."

He was looking directly at her as he spoke. She seemed to be in good spirits, seemingly having a good couple of days. Sherilyn didn't say much more, just gently touched Jenna's cheek. "Jenna, say goodbye to mom."

Jenna, resting on Gilbert's shoulder, waved, "Bye mom!"

"Be good, listen to Mr. Gilbert."

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"We will!"

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