Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 506

Dr. Neil said, trying for a baby is like waiting for water to boil - the more you watch, the longer it seems to take. But telling her not to worry was like asking the sun not to rise.

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The next day, during her lunch break, Sherilyn headed back to her home in Sunset Ridge Community as usual.

There was Jenna, perched on a step stool at the kitchen counter, carefully eating her lunch with her own set of cutlery.

Sophia couldn't help but compliment, "Jenna's amazing, never makes a mess while eating." She then turned to Sherilyn, "You've taught her well."

Sherilyn just laughed and shook her head. "Not really. It's probably just in her nature."

In this regard, Sherilyn had never imposed any strict rules.

From the time Jenna was about a year and a half, she had started feeding herself. By the age of two, she had become quite proficient, rarely spilling anything.

Her manners at the table were impeccable, making one wonder whom she got it from.

"Mama," Jenna piped up, waving her little spoon, "I want strawberries."

"Coming right up," Sherilyn replied with a smile, "Finish up your lunch and I'll get some strawberries for my little princess."

In the heart of winter, strawberries were a treat, bright red and plump. Just three would satisfy Jenna for one meal.

After washing and slicing the strawberries, Sherilyn's phone rang.

"Hello?" It was Gilbert. "Sherilyn, I might get home late tonight. If it gets too late, don't wait up for me."

Don't wait up for him? That meant it could be a long night.

Sherilyn frowned, "Why? Can't you skip whatever it is this time? It's a crucial period for us."

Hearing her worry, Gilbert cracked a smile and said, "You don't want me to leave? Want to stay with me tonight?"

"Yeah," Sherilyn didn't hesitate, "Can you not go?"

"Let's do this..."