Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 962

Gilbert rose and quickly entered the bathroom, returning with a damp towel in his hand, gently wiping her face.

But her tears wouldn't stop.

"Sherilyn," Gilbert's voice was thick with emotion, from his heart to his nose, "please, no more tears. You're going to hurt your eyes."

"How can I not cry?"

Sherilyn shook her head, "Jenna is still so young, she just had surgery..."

Suddenly, she looked up, glaring at him fiercely.

"It's you! It's all your fault! Why did you have to be Jenna's father? You weren't there when she was born, you haven't raised her! And yet, because of you, she has to suffer like this!" "It's my fault." Gilbert hung his head, offering no defense. "I've let you and Jenna down..."

"What good does sorry do?"

Sherilyn reached up, grabbing his shirt, her eyes burning with anger, "Give me back my Jenna! Give her back to me! Oh..."

Feeling weak, her vision began to darken, her strength fading.

"Sherilyn?"

Gilbert, realizing she was fainting, quickly caught her, "Calm down! Lie down, rest for a bit!"

Saying so, he helped her to lay down.

Sherilyn's head was spinning, so she simply closed her eyes, refusing to look at him.

Gilbert gazed down at her pale face, clenching his fists in silence...

Time ticked by slowly.

every second was excruciatingly

for Sherilyn, not wanting her to catch cold as she

"Where are you going?"

eyes,

helplessly, "I'm getting you

to understand, staring at him

she sat

door, "Don't

"Sherilyn?"

just a short time, Sherilyn was

her go on

back of her neck. Sherilyn's eyes glazed over, her

her in. Holding her hand,

he couldn't bear to

was afraid

Jenna, not only would he never forgive

His phone suddenly rang.

It was Charles.

almost

Suve it!

Gilbert, the car that took Jenna was using a fake plate,

"!"

turned ashen, his jaw clenched

car! Search every one if you

Charles said,

a needle in a haystack, the chances