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..."

sighed but couldn't help smiling. She decided not to rush and slowed her pace, only to meet Caroline at the

caretaker having just

kept her gaze steady, pretending

"Sherilyn."

one

called out

and then turned to

eyes, neither speaking at

faint smile playing on

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

of Gilbert's

her gaze,

indifferent demeanor suggested the question

"No answer?"

an eyebrow. "That's fine. I can see

laughed softly. "I told

over! Do you

swnovel

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

across from her, Sherilyn

gave her a dismissive look

wheelchair, pushing her towards the

"Caroline."

voice cut through the

calmly, her tone steady and

told me not to listen to a word

turned abruptly and

"?!"