Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 984

Rebecca White frowned, contemplating whether to decline.

But then, she remembered his words from last night... He had urged her not to step back...

Biting her lip, Rebecca placed her phone down without replying, quietly waiting.

After a while, another message came in.

Rebecca, I'm here. Come on down."

A flutter of nerves, Rebecca grabbed her backpack and headed out.

"Rebecca." Francis stood by the car, opening the passenger door for her with a gentle touch on the roof.

"Get in."

"Okay." Rebecca nodded, ducking into the car.

A wave of joy washed over Francis. Rebecca was still reserved, but at least, she wasn't retreating anymore.

They drove to the hospital.

As Rebecca had expected, in the middle of the day, the White family was absent, with only a nurse in charge of care.

The hospital room was quiet.

Although Galloway's condition had stabilized, due to a stroke, he wasn't very lucid and seemed confused.

Wearing an oxygen mask, he looked frail.

Rebecca pulled up a chair and sat by the bed.

Galloway was asleep, his mouth slightly open, his complexion unnaturally pale.

"Grandpa..."

voice broke as she

her side,

in her hands, her eyes fixed on

eyebrow, "Were you and Mr. White

"Yes."

little, my parents were busy with their careers and didn't have time for

had grown into a young

by this; her closest

distant from her grandfather. Upon returning to Sunhaven,

she distanced herself from all her relatives, including

grandpa wants to see

"No."

felt a tightness in his

looked up at him,

mean..." Francis

raised you himself.

matter what

he won't reject you."

"Really?"

Rebecca was uncertain, half-believing.

"Mmm..."

bed, Galloway made a faint

stood up in

his eyes,

"Grandpa!"

palms were sweaty with nerves,

repeated the

a

recognize it,

Content beel.ne swelongs

"It's... Rebecca."