Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 311

Chapter 311 

“What?” Gilbert couldn’t help but be stunned. How could such a tiny tol ask such a profound question? 

Looking at Jenna in her tiny hospital gown, he remembered… she was a patient here. What illness did she have? 

How cruel is it to talk about ‘death to such a small child? 

Gilbert pondered for a moment, then took a roundabout way. “Well, it means going to a place far, far away! 

“To a faraway place?” Jenna frowned in deep thought. “So, does that mean I can’t see my mom anymore?” 

Gilbert fell silent for a moment before replying, “Yes.” 

He thought, this little one must really love her mom, always talking about her, but never mentioned her dad. 

“Oh” 

Hearing this, Jenna’s lips quivered in sadness, “Thank you, mister. I understand now,” 

“Jenna! 

Suddenly, from not too far off, the same nurse as before came running over in a hurry, “Jenna, dearf 

Jenna quickly waved her little hands, “Nurse Annie is here for me. I gotta go now! Bye, mister” 

“Bye… 

Before he finished speaking, Jenna had already run off. 

Gilbert squatted there, watching as the nurse scooped her up and humed away. 

He couldn’t explain why, but his mood suddenly plummeted. 

Perhaps, it was because… he was reluctant to part with this little one he’d only met twice, who was about to go to a faraway pla 

“Jenna!” At the entrance of the ward, Sherilyn was beside herself with worry! 

Seeing the nurse carrying Jenna back, she dashed over in a few strides 

“Mommy…. 

“Where have you been?” 

Sherilyn yanked Jenna over and gave her little bottom two firm swats severe punishment in her eyes! 

“Haven’t I told you to behave? Why didn’t you listen? It’s bedtime, why did you run off?” 

“Waaah. Jenna’s lips quivered, and she burst into pitiful sobs. 

As she cried, how could Sherilyn bear it? Punishing her daughter pained her own heart! 

Especially, on a night like this! 

Jenna’s eyes filled with tears. Seeing her mom crying so heartbreakingly, she cried out, “Mommy!” 

Jenna shakily lifted her little chubby hand, reaching out to her mom’s face, clumsily trying to clean her tears. 

“Mommy, don’t cry, I was wrong.” 

“Tell me…” Sherilyn was unmoved, believing in the importance of discipline, “Why didn’t you listen?” 

“Because… 

Jenna’s voice was hoarse, “I heard someone saying that I was going to die. I wanted to know what it means to die?” 

Instantly, Sherilyn froze, her blood turning to ice.