Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 375

Sawyer nodded, “So, about that issue, here’s what went down…”

Francis listened intently, his brow furrowing tighter and tighter. Could it really be like this?

Once Sawyer finished, Francis nodded, “Alright, I got it. It’s getting late, you should head off to bed.”

“Yes, Mr. Francis.”

Going back to his bedroom, Francis was lost in thought.

Slowly making his way to the bedside, he pulled open the drawer of his nightstand, retrieving a small box–it contained a hair clip.

Holding it in his hand, he caressed it absentmindedly.

“Francis.

The door opened, and Caroline came in with a cup of tea. “I thought you might have fallen asleep. You didn’t answer when I knocked. What’s on your mind…?”

Before she could finish, Caroline’s expression changed drastically. She saw it!

Francis snapped back to reality, his grip tightening, attempting to hide the hair clip.

“What are you hiding?”

her voice icy, as she stepped forward. “I saw it! Francis, didn’t you say you’d

trying to keep

played

with emotion.

compromised more than I should. It doesn’t mean you can walk all over

rushed towards Francis, determined to take the hair clip from him. “You said you’d throw it away! It shouldn’t even exist! I’ll do it

hand, trying to snatch the hair clip.

“Just calm down!”

her, blacking her attempt as she

Caroline stumbled and fell to the ground, the cup of tea in her hand spilling, the hot

Francis was shocked; he hadn’t anticipated this turn of events.

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wheeled himself over, reaching out. “Are you hurt? Get up! Is your

Oh, the irony.

concern, a cold laugh escaping her as she looked down at the

you’d treat me

glance, clutching her arm

could he catch up to someone running

his phone, dialing a number.

caught in a mix of rain

damp and gloomy.

from the golf course, Gilbert and Sherilyn had stayed in, watching an American TV series Sherilyn hadn’t finished, projected on the big screen after dinner.