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..."

broke as she

stood by her side,

it in her hands, her eyes fixed on Galloway. "My grandpa... he's aged so

raised an eyebrow, "Were you and

"Yes."

with their careers and didn't have time

by the time she had grown into a young girl, their marriage

closest

her grandfather. Upon returning to Sunhaven, she

that 'scandal,' she distanced herself

wants to see me... Maybe he thinks

"No."

in

up

Francis said gravely,

raised you

no matter

he won't reject you."

"Really?"

Rebecca was uncertain, half-believing.

"Mmm..."

the bed, Galloway made

stood up

to open his eyes, his voice

"Grandpa!"

were sweaty with nerves, "It's me,

the name,

a

to recognize it, then

Content beel.ne swelongs

"It's... Rebecca."