Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Mommy." Jenna's voice was soft and tender, a vulnerable whisper.

She still remembered her mom's words, hiccupping through her tears, "Does Daddy only love his work, not me? Waaah..." "No, sweetheart."

Sherilyn choked back her tears, shaking her head as a heavy sorrow weighed down her chest, making it hard to breathe.

"Daddy... he loves Jenna very much..."

"Then why doesn't Daddy come to see me?"

Jenna's big eyes were brimming with tears, perhaps understanding her mom's dilemma, she burrowed into her mom's embrace.

She cried out, "Daddy's mean! Jenna doesn't like Daddy anymore!"

"Jenna." Sherilyn was at a loss for words, her heart torn.

In a moment of impulse, she wanted to tell Jenna that her daddy indeed loved her very much! That he had already come to see Jenna! But she couldn't bring herself to.

She had to admit, Gilbert and Jenna indeed shared a special bond, he was very kind to Jenna.

But who could guarantee that once Gilbert knew Jenna was his daughter, his attitude wouldn't change?

There are many who pity stray cats and dogs, but very few are willing to take responsibility for a lifetime. "Sophia."

Jenna suddenly looked up, her eyes watery, gazing at Sophia, "Can you call that mister, please?"

"This..." Sophia hesitated, glancing at Sherilyn.

She explained, "It's that gentleman, after you left yesterday, we ran into him, and he spent a good while with Jenna."

Then she looked at Jenna, gently patting her head.

"Jenna, that gentleman might be busy with important things right now."

"But..." Jenna pouted, "He said if Jenna feels unwell, I can call him."

Gilbert had indeed said that.

Sophia looked to Sherilyn for guidance, "Should I call him? He doesn't seem like a bad person."

"Mhm." Sherilyn nodded, "Go ahead."All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"Yay."

Sophia was pleasantly surprised by Sherilyn's quick approval and immediately dialed Gilbert's number. "Hello."

Gilbert picked up quickly on the other end, guessing, "Is Jenna not feeling well?"

"Yes." Sophia admitted, "Today during her treatment, Jenna was a bit upset... I'm sorry for bothering you." "It's okay."

Gilbert wouldn't blame them, "You did well, let's see..."

He checked the time, "Tell Jenna I'll come to see her this afternoon, and ask her to be a good girl."

"Yay, okay."

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"Mhm!"

Jenna, still teary-eyed, felt miserable, but her mood had slightly improved.

Sophia mused, "Fate is a strange thing, Jenna really hit it off with that gentleman."

Sherilyn smiled softly, saying

nothing. The bond between father and daughter was destined by fate.

But whether it could last, who could

say?

...

That afternoon, Gilbert wrapped up his work.

Before heading to the hospital, he contacted Francis' doctor.

"Mr. Gilbert."

The doctor was a bit puzzled, "Are you inquiring about Mr. Francis' condition? Mr. Francis is recovering quite well."

Among the cases of patients waking from comas, Francis' recovery was remarkably swift.

Of course, this was greatly aided by the Johnson family's substantial financial support.

"That's not it."

Gilbert explained, "I'm asking about a medication my brother is using, is it suitable for children?"

"For children? How old? What's the situation?"

Gilbert detailed Jenna's condition thoroughly.

"In that case..." the doctor replied,

"Technically, there shouldn't be any issues. However, specific

medication and dosage should still be discussed with her primary physician to ensure it's appropriate."