Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1189

Gilbert felt a sharp pang in his heart.

He tried to explain himself, saying he just wanted to cheer her up, but it only made her even more upset.

He opened his mouth to say something—

"Daddy!"

Jenna came trotting down the stairs, waving her "pop quiz" paper high in the air and thrusting it toward Gilbert.

"Look! Check it out, Daddy!"

"Alright, let's see."

Gilbert had no choice but to shift his attention to his daughter for the moment. He bent down, scooping her up. "Let's have a look... Wow, a perfect score! Jenna, you're amazing!"

"Over here!"

Jenna pointed to the couch. "You have to sit down and look at it properly!"

"You got it!"

When it came to his daughter, Gilbert never said no.

...

Later that evening, Sherilyn came out of the bathroom, hair still damp from her shower. Gilbert was leaning against the headboard, phone in hand, talking quietly.

"Yeah, let's do it that way. Talk soon."

"Hanging up in such a hurry? Is it because of

her eyes, teasing,

as he handed her the phone. "It was Charles. Work

"If you say so..."

her tone edged with sarcasm. "True

that, she pulled back the covers and lay down with her back

she still upset he'd

fault," Gilbert admitted, reaching out to rest a hand on her shoulder, sounding genuinely apologetic. "I kept it from you because I was afraid you'd be upset-like now.

look how that

and brushed his hand off, glaring at him. "What else are you

his hand like he was swearing an oath.

him. She held out her hand. "Give me your

Gilbert

immediately withdrew her hand. "Forget it,

the phone. Was she really about to go through

"The passcode

the phone without hesitation and swiped the screen. She

a photo of her

entered the passcode. Another

was a solo

of her-

in full costume,

as the lead at

he even

head and pushed the thought aside, scrolling through

personal phone-hardly anyone had this number. Only a handful of