Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 586

Gilbert frowned deeply, his face a picture of somber silence.

Sylvia was beside herself with worry. "Come on, speak up! Did you two have a fight? Did you upset Sherilyn? She's pregnant, for heaven's sake, can't you just cut her some slack?"

Gilbert managed a half-hearted smile, thinking to himself how he'd love to do just that—if only she gave him the chance.

"Why the silent treatment, huh?"

Sylvia was getting frantic, but Gilbert remained mute.

"Not talking, huh? Fine, I'll just go find Sherilyn myself!"

"Grandma!" Gilbert caught her arm in a swift move, "Please, don't!"

"Then talk to me!"

"Grandma..." Gilbert was at his wit's end, knowing full well that keeping secrets was futile, especially now that Sylvia was here. There was no avoiding the confrontation.

He closed his eyes briefly, then said softly, "Sherilyn and I... we broke up."

"What?" Sylvia was taken aback, her irritation turning into a mix of laughter and disbelief. "Are you joking? Sherilyn is carrying your child... How can you even think of breaking up?"

"The child..."

At the mention of the child, a wave of bitterness surged through Gilbert, leaving a sour taste in his mouth.

"What about the child?"

Gilbert averted his gaze, unable to meet Sylvia's eyes. "The child is gone..."

"What?" Sylvia's eyes widened in shock. "What do you mean gone? Explain yourself!"

Gilbert struggled to find the words. How could he possibly tell Grandma that Sherilyn, dissatisfied with him, had decided to terminate the pregnancy?

"Out with it!" Sylvia was close to losing her patience. "Make it clear!"

This was about the Johnson family's lineage, no laughing matter.

"It... didn't survive," Gilbert finally blurted out, cornered into calmness. "The first three months are always precarious, anything can happen..."

So, that was it?

Sylvia, being a woman herself, understood the fragility of early pregnancy.

Yet, Sylvia couldn't accept it.