Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?



In a quaint little cafe called Cozyroom, Sherilyn and Edgar were seated across from each other, the warmth of the place wrapping around them like a soft blanket.

Edgar was browsing through the menu, seeking Sherilyn's approval, "What do you think about ordering these? Sound good?"

"Sure," Sherilyn nodded, her voice soft but certain.

"Alright, then that's settled."

Handing the menu back to the waiter, Edgar then picked up a small jug and poured water for Sherilyn, his demeanor calm and collected. Sherilyn couldn't help but wonder, "Edgar, have you found out something?"

His sudden outreach today was unlike him. Ever since she had been with Gilbert, Edgar had rarely initiated contact.

"Yes," Edgar replied, setting down the jug, a smile playing on his lips, unable to hide his emotions. He was an open book, always bright and cheerful. "I found out... you and Gilbert broke up."

Ah.

That explains it, Sherilyn thought, realization dawning on her. She sipped her water, then pulled out her phone from her pocket, flipping to a photo of Jenna and placed it before him.

"Take a look."

"This is..."

Edgar, puzzled, picked up the phone and glanced at the screen. There, Sherilyn was holding little Jenna, their faces pressed together, their resemblance uncanny, right down to the curve of their smiles.

"She's my daughter."

Before Edgar could ask, Sherilyn volunteered the information. "Her name is Jenna. She's three years old now."This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Three?" Edgar looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with surprise and confusion. "So, she's, she's..."

"Yes." Sherilyn nodded, understanding his unspoken question, "Gilbert's daughter. I was pregnant when I left Sunhaven."

Edgar's mouth fell open slightly, speechless from the shock.

And yet, he had never heard a whisper of this. Neither Gilbert nor his cousin Yates had ever mentioned it. Did this mean Gilbert himself was in the dark?

"You've been raising her alone?"

"Yes."

Compared to Edgar's shock and agitation, Sherilyn was surprisingly calm, a testament to the trials she had endured.

"Gilbert only found out recently."

On her way here, Sherilyn had prepared herself for this moment. Now, facing Edgar, she laid out the entire story, sparing few details. "That's the whole story."

For a long while, Edgar remained silent, the air heavy between them.

"Sherilyn..Finally, she was the one to break the silence, slipping her phone back into her pocket, "You" have to understand, we're not right each other."

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"Sherilyn!"

Suddenly, Edgar grabbed her hand, a mix of realization and regret in his eyes. "Back in Crestwood, when you said we should talk after I've had some rest... you meant including Jenna's situation, didn't you?

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"Yes," Sherilyn nodded, confirming his guess.

Initially, she had indeed intended to confront everything, including Jenna's impending surgery...

But now, all those plans seemed like distant dreams.

"Sherilyn!" Edgar's grip tightened, his eyes brimming with unshed tears, a silent plea in his gesture. "You should have told me sooner..."

The regret in his voice was palpable, "It wouldn't have mattered to me. Not one bit. I would've just loved you-and Jenna-more."

Sherilyn remained silent, her heart

heavy with words left unsaid. She knew Edgar's kindness, his capacity for love. But some paths, once diverged, couldn't be merged again.