Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1011

From afar, the gates to the Johnson Estate swung open as if on cue, allowing the car to glide smoothly up to the grand entrance. Gilbert, in a gesture that had become second nature, scooped up Jenna into his arms, earning a slight frown from Sherilyn.

"Jenna's getting too big to be carried around all the time," she commented.

"She's still my little girl," Gilbert retorted with a dismissive chuckle, adding, "Besides, she's just had surgery. She needs to take it easy." With that, he stepped out of the car, holding Jenna close.

Sherilyn shook her head, silently protesting his indulgence.

At the front door, Francis, along with Rebecca White and James, were already waiting.

"Daddy!" James shouted from a distance, looking up at Francis for approval.

"Go ahead," Francis nodded, giving his son the green light.

With a hop in his step, James rushed over, arms flailing. "Jenna!"

Gilbert gently set Jenna down, encouraging her, "Look, James is here to pick you up. Go on."

a smile, immediately warming up to James as he hesitated for a

surprise for you and loads of snacks,"

as they walked hand

caught her furrowed brow and

needed. If she's naughty, I'll take the punishment with her. You can dole it out." Sherilyn couldn't help but laugh at his words, her irritation fading. "Stop your

entrance, Rebecca

awkwardly. Turning to

she hesitated. "Maybed

like a family dinner, and

her off with a frown. "Leave

"But..."

and Gilbert knows everything. He's happy for us. Stay." "Gilbert, Sherilyn," Francis greeted as they approached, turning the

a warm smile. "Ms. White, it's been a while. Good to see

Harrison,"

with Rebecca. "Let them catch up. We've got our own

them, Gilbert teased, looking at his brother, "So,

simply nodded in

"Let's talk inside."