Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



"Jenna! Slow down! Be careful!"

"Hahaha..."

Jenna laughed as she ran ahead, paying no mind to her mom's words. "Haha... Ah..."

The next second, she tumbled to the ground.

"Jenna!"

"I'm okay."

Gilbert followed closely behind, his eyes filled with adoration as he looked at Jenna, "The lawn's soft, you won't get hurt."

Despite saying that, he quickly strode over with his long legs and lifted Jenna into his arms.

"Did you hurt yourself?"

"Not at all!"

Jenna, smiling ear to ear, stretched her little arms wide, "Mr. Gilbert! Such a big lawn! Even bigger than the park!"

Of course.

Sunset Ridge Community was an old neighborhood, and the nearby park was both small and rundown, with hardly any maintenance on the grass. "Look! Look!"

Jenna pointed excitedly all around, "So many big trees! Pretty flowers! Mr. Gilbert, your house is so big!"

Hearing this, a pang of sadness hit Gilbert, darkening his expression, "Do you like it here, Jenna?" "Yeah! I love it!"

Gilbert felt even more bittersweet, his Adam's apple bobbing, "This is your home too, Jenna."

Jenna tilted her head, somewhat confused.

Before she could ask, her eyes caught the sight of a slide and swing set not too far away.

"Hahaha..."

She burst into laughter again, "Mr. Gilbert, you're the best!"novelbin

"Yes." Gilbert gently patted his daughter's head, "I promised Jenna, and I always keep my promises."

"Mr. Gilbert is so nice!"

Jenna's eyes kept darting towards the slide, "Can I go play now?"

"Of course, you can."

Gilbert nodded with a smile.

"Mommy!"

Jenna immediately ran towards the slide, waving at Sherilyn, "Come on! Mommy, join me!"

"I'm coming!"

Sherilyn laughed in response. How could she dampen her daughter's spirits? She followed suit.

As for Gilbert, his hand was in no condition to join, so he could only stand by and watch.

Watching the mother and daughter, hand in hand, walking up to the slide, then sliding down one after the other. "Hahaha..."

"Ahaha..."

Their expressions were the same, full of excitement and laughter.

"Hehe."

Gilbert watched silently, chuckling softly, his eyes softening, his heart melting along.

How wonderful.

His love, his child... his family.

He was nearing thirty, and for the first time, he truly felt what it was like to have a home.

What his parents couldn't give him, perhaps he wouldn't have to go without in this lifetime...

He greedily thought, if time could stand still at this moment, if Sherilyn and Jenna could always be with him...

Then, he would die with no regrets!

Gilbert was acutely aware of his longing for a home.

For a love, for family, not just an empty and cold house!

That night after making sure Sherilyn and Jenna were settled,

Gilbert returned to the

his treatment.

After the treatment, Gilbert protected his left hand and quickly showered.

When he came out, his phone buzzed.

It was a message from Sherilyn.

【Is your hand okay? Is it still hurting badly tonight?】

Gilbert smiled slightly, replying back.

like ne

The doctor just checked on me, it's okay. But, the ward is too quiet, feels more than last night.

swno

Implicitly saying, it was because Sherilyn wasn't there.

On the other end, Sherilyn took a photo of Jenna, fast asleep, and sent it over.

With a message.

【Here, your painkiller.】

"Tch."

Gilbert opened it and his eyes filled with laughter.

His fingertips gently traced Jenna's photo, murmuring softly, "Jenna,

daddy will work hard. Cheer for

daddy, okay?"

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