"How did you find out?"
Sherilyn stared straight into the man's troubled, handsome face, her eyebrows arching slightly as she cut him off with a chilly tone.
"Where did I give myself away?"
"Here..."
Gilbert raised his hand, pointing to her temple, "The hairpin, I gave one to Jenna, there were two."
Really?
Sherilyn paused, raising her hand to touch her temple, indeed finding the hairpin there.
When had she put it on? Had Jenna put it there for her?
So, that's how it was. Unexpectedly, this was the reason...
Sherilyn let her hand drop, her lips curving into a mocking smile. Was this her downfall? After hiding for so long, to be exposed by something as trivial as a hairpin...
Probably not.
After all, this was the last resort she had left for herself and Jenna...
Only as a last resort...
Yet, life is unpredictable, and here she was, pushed onto this path without warning!
On one hand, Sherilyn felt a sense of relief; on the other, a new weight of pressure descended.
What now?
She had imagined this moment countless times in her mind...
Yet, she remained composed.
Sherilyn smirked, looking directly at the man. "Aren't you going to ask who Jenna's father is?"
In that moment, only she knew how panicked she felt!
She wasn't sure about Gilbert's stance on Jenna. Would he accept her, or not? Jenna's future depended solely on his willingness to accept her.
Gilbert stiffened, a weight seemingly pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe or for his heart to beat smoothly.
Jenna was three years old now...
Sherilyn had left Sunhaven four years ago, minus the year of pregnancy...
Gilbert's lips parted, struggling to ask, "So Jenna is..."
...his child?
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