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?”

saw it! Francis, didn’t you say you’d thrown it away? Why do you

to keep his voice even. “I

sad smile played on her lips

with emotion.

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

Francis, determined to take the hair clip from him. “You said you’d throw it away!

for Francis‘ hand, trying to snatch the

“Just calm down!”

Francis was ready for her, blacking her attempt as

to the ground, the cup of tea in

shocked; he hadn’t anticipated

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out. “Are you hurt? Get up! Is your

Oh, the irony.

his concern, a cold laugh escaping her as she looked down

to think you’d treat me this way…!”

Francis a glance, clutching her arm as she

Francis frantically pushed his wheelchair, but how could he catch up to someone

grabbed his phone, dialing a number. “Sawyer, it’s me.”

in a mix of

air was damp and gloomy.

the golf course, Gilbert and Sherilyn had stayed in, watching an American TV series Sherilyn