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?"

bitter smile appeared on his lips, "I'm not

"I have a gift for you. I saw

"I don't want it!"

no interest, "Stop doing this! All I want now is a divorce, to

up as she firmly met

for what we once had, please,

that, she

"Rebecca!"

Eddy chased after her.

"Ah..."

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off balance. Worse still,

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saw Eddy nearly

"Rebecca White!"

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an angle, a tall, imposing figure rushed over, steadying

up, surprised, "Mr.

glanced at her, then at Eddy, a few steps

from her hand and, with his other

Cayenne was parked nearby, and he quickly placed her

driver," he commanded,

pulled away, Francis glanced in the rearview

pursuit, but

him.

see

examined the broken heel in his hand