Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Huh?" Sophia was taken aback. When did this happen?

"Sir, sir!"

A small figure suddenly dashed out of the room, sprinted to the door, and Gilbert, bending over and with a swift scoop of his arm, picked up Jenna. "Good morning, Jenna."

He lifted the bag in his hand, "I brought you some muffins."

"Wow!" Jenna's eyes sparkled with joy, "Thank you, sir."

Sophia couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, surprised by the unexpected visit, "Jenna, did you sneakily use my phone to call Mr. Johnson yesterday?"

"I didn't sneak it." Jenna stated seriously, "I missed Mr. Johnson, and Mr. Johnson said if I miss him, I can call him."

While talking, she hugged Gilbert for confirmation, "Right, sir?"

"Right."

Gilbert handed the bag to Sophia with a smile and said, "Jenna was craving muffins, so I swung by The Velvet Fork to grab some."

"Oh my." Sophia quickly took the bag, "Muffins from The Velvet Fork? The best in Sunhaven."

Turning around, Sherilyn, having finished her morning routine, came out.

Sophia greeted her warmly, "Sherilyn, Mr. Johnson's here."

She already knew; they had met. Of course, she was oblivious to the rest.

"Mhm." Sherilyn gave Gilbert a slight smile, "Good morning."

"Morning."

Gilbert glanced at her, remembering his promise, trying to put Jenna down, "Jenna, I have to go now, eat your breakfast with Mommy." "No!" Jenna clung to his neck, refusing to let go, "Stay with us! Stay!"

Gilbert hesitated, looking towards Sherilyn for guidance.

"Jenna." Sherilyn frowned slightly, "Gilbert's busy, he can't stay."

"Sir?" Jenna looked up at Gilbert with big, hopeful eyes, "You're too busy? Can't you stay for breakfast with Jenna?"

How could Gilbert resist such a plea?

"Jenna."

Seeing the situation was turning against her, Sherilyn added, "He might not like what we have for breakfast." "Really?"

Sophia joined in, trying to help, "Mr. Johnson made pumpkin soup and boiled eggs. I also fried some potato strips and fish... Do you see anything you like? If not, we still have muffins from The Velvet Fork."

Sherilyn was at a loss; none of her teammates were cooperating. "Hehe." Gilbert chuckled softly, "I'm fine with anything, but..."

He paused, glancing at Sherilyn again.

"Sherilyn?" Sophia caught on,

encouragingly saying, "Mr. Johnson has been a great help to Jenna, and they get along so well. Why not invite Mr. Johnson to join us?"

It was only proper.

swnt

Sherilyn, unable to explain further, resignedly said, "Please, come in..."

"Great." Gilbert, pleased, subtly grinned.

"Sir, this way!" Jenna waved her tiny arms, directing him, "The dining table is over there, sir. Sit next to Jenna." "Alright."

holding Jenna, took a seat a

the table. Jenna had grown a and

baby chair had been

replaced by a booster seatoveline

Jenna looked at him and then at Sherilyn on the other side, her eyes curving into smiles, "Sir, Mommy, staying with Jenna!"

Sophia brought the breakfast to the table, "With Mr. Johnson and your mommy here, enjoy your meal."

"Okay!"

"Let's eat."

Gilbert picked up a muffin and placed it on Jenna's small plate, then offered one to Sherilyn.

"Sir, you should eat too!"

Jenna, returning the favor, put one in his bowl.

"Ha ha. Sure." Gilbert laughed heartily.

As they were enjoying their meal, a knock on the door startled them.

Sophia went to check and found the community's security guard.

"Excuse me, is the Bentley parked downstairs yours?"

"Yes, what seems to be the problem?"