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?”

forward. “I saw it! Francis, didn’t you

calm down,” Francis said, his brow furrowed, trying to keep his voice even. “I haven’t forgotten my promise to

smile played on her lips as her

with emotion.

more than I should. It doesn’t mean you can

him. “You said you’d throw it away! It shouldn’t even exist! I’ll do it for

hand, trying

“Just calm down!”

blacking her attempt as she lunged

to the ground, the cup of tea in

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

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Chapter 375

himself over, reaching out. “Are you hurt?

Oh, the irony.

a cold laugh escaping

to think you’d treat me this way…!”

glance, clutching her arm as she

wheelchair, but how could he catch up to someone running away?

dialing a number.

was caught in a mix of

was damp and gloomy.

in, watching an American TV series Sherilyn hadn’t finished, projected on the big screen