Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1135

Sherilyn stepped out of the car, holding onto Gilbert's arm.

Francis stood at the door to greet them. "You're here."

"Uncle!"

Jenna looked up with a mixture of politeness and eagerness. "Where's Cousin James?"

Francis smiled down at his little niece and gestured inside. "He's in his room." "Can I go find him?"

"Of course." Francis nodded with a chuckle. "Do you remember where his room is, Jenna?"

"I do!"

Jenna nodded earnestly. "Uncle, I'm going in!"

"Alright."

With permission granted, Jenna dashed past the adults, her little legs carrying her quickly inside.

"Jenna, slow down!"

Sherilyn shook her head with a hint of exasperation and turned to Francis. "I'll go get them."

"Thanks for that."

"Don't mention it."

Sherilyn followed Jenna inside, but the little girl was already halfway up the stairs. "Oh, that girl..."

help smiling. She decided not to rush and slowed her pace,

positioned there, her caretaker having just

steady, pretending

"Sherilyn."

one

called

slightly, paused, and then

neither speaking

a faint smile playing on her

a moment, she spoke. "I didn't think you'd actually come.

of Gilbert's

her gaze, offering

indifferent demeanor suggested the question wasn't

"No answer?"

"That's fine. I can see it on

softly. "I told

are over! Do you like

swnovel

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her,

gave her a dismissive look and

maneuvered the wheelchair, pushing

"Caroline."

voice cut through the

her tone steady

other day, Francis specifically told me not to listen to a word you

she turned abruptly

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