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.

parents, every second was excruciatingly

intending to get a blanket for Sherilyn, not wanting

"Where are you going?"

opened her eyes, her gaze bright, "Is there news about

frowned, shaking his head helplessly, "I'm getting you a

at him blankly, "Why

sat

door, "Don't stay here!

"Sherilyn?"

agony; in just a short time, Sherilyn was nearing

her go on

raised his hand, delivering a swift, controlled chop to the back of her neck. Sherilyn's eyes

her in. Holding her hand, he stared at her pale

couldn't bear to

he was

not only would he never

His phone suddenly rang.

It was Charles.

almost

Suve it!

was using a fake plate,

"!"

his

every one if you

searching," Charles said,

a needle in a haystack,