Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 939

The next day, Rebecca White wrapped up a long day at the office, saved her last document, powered down her computer, and slung her bag over her shoulder as she clocked out for the day. Exiting the elevator, she made her way through the lobby when a familiar voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Rebecca!"

With a slight shiver, she frowned and turned around.

"Rebecca!" Eddy bounded from the waiting area couch, jogging toward her.

Feigning ignorance, she said, "Finished for the day."

Rebecca took a step back, "How did you find me here?"

"If I want to find out, I will," Eddy replied, looking down at her with a pleading tone.

"Tired? How about dinner tonight?"

"Do you really think I can stomach a meal with you?"

Rebecca chuckled lowly, shaking her head. "Eddy, save your energy. You refuse to sign the papers, so I've filed for divorce. Wait for the court summons." "Rebecca!"

Eddy stiffened, reaching out to grab her.

"Don't touch me!"

Rebecca recoiled in horror, her face paling as if she had been greatly frightened.

"Rebecca?"

A bitter smile appeared on his lips, "I'm not going to hurt you. I know I was wrong, and

a velvet box from his pocket, "I have a gift

"I don't want it!"

doing this! All I want now is a

welled up as she firmly met

have any respect for what we

that, she turned and

"Rebecca!"

Eddy chased after her.

"Ah..."

became more ragged as she sped up.

stumbled, her high heel caught in a drain, throwing her off balance. Worse still, she seemed to have twisted her ankle,

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her hand and, with his other arm, scooped her

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him.

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he examined the broken heel in his hand