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..."

and slowed her pace, only to meet Caroline at the foot of

positioned there, her caretaker having just carried her down and settled

her gaze steady, pretending

"Sherilyn."

wasn't one

she called out to

slightly, paused, and then turned

locked eyes, neither speaking

a faint smile playing on

spoke. "I didn't think you'd actually come. Let me

of Gilbert's illness,

lowered her gaze,

the question wasn't meant for

"No answer?"

arched an eyebrow. "That's fine. I can see it on your face—you're not

"I told

days are over!

swnovel

I've given you? From now you'lDnever truly

across from her, Sherilyn remained

Caroline gave her a dismissive look and instructed her caretaker, "Josie,

caretaker maneuvered the wheelchair,

"Caroline."

cut through

calmly, her tone

me not to listen to a word you say... yes, not a single

turned abruptly and ascended the

"?!"