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?”

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

down,” Francis said, his brow furrowed, trying to keep his

didn’t believe him. A sad smile played on her

with emotion.

than I

to take the hair clip from him. “You said you’d

trying to snatch

“Just calm down!”

for her, blacking her

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

hadn’t anticipated this turn of events.

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wheeled himself over, reaching out. “Are you hurt?

Oh, the irony.

however, ignored his concern, a cold laugh escaping her as she

to think you’d treat me this way…!”

not sparing Francis a glance,

wheelchair, but how could he catch up to

phone, dialing a number.

a mix of rain and snow.

damp and

and Sherilyn had stayed in, watching an American TV series Sherilyn hadn’t finished, projected on the